Generations Passing The Baton

batonThe last of the great generation of Rightmeier men, Lyle Rightmeirer was laid to rest this February with his wife Virginia .  They were my Great Uncle and Aunt and passed within two years and two days of each other.  My maternal granddad and grandma Rightmeier passed in the late 1990s, so technically they were the last of my direct ancestors.  Yet, having living Greats still in the homestead county was a connection I will miss.  It is hard to be too sad since they lived long productive lives, but still….
The Generational Baton Getting Closer
It has me thinking about the fact I am one generation closer to the last of my family tree on earth.  Instead of being fourth or third, I am now second.  Don’t misunderstand, I am not going anywhere in the near future, unless the rapture of the Saints occurs.  In fact, I plan to be around for a very long time, but this remains:  time is moving on and we all are being carried with it.  Why pretend otherwise?
I appreciate the manner in which the patriarchs of the Bible handled this reality of baton passing.  Most lived a very long time.  Up until the flood some lived close to a millennia.  Adam lived 930 years and Methuselah 969 and both were living when Noah started building the ark.  None-the-less, no matter how long a patriarch lived, there are numerous examples of how they passed over.
Embracing The Baton Passing Time
From Noah, to Shem, to Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, David, Saint Paul and even The Lord Jesus, when they became aware that the time of their departure was at hand, they took the initiative to speak words over the next generation.  A kind of generational baton hand-off.
In some cases, it was at the deathbed with the family gathered to both say goodbye and hear the last words.  For some it was a blessing, for others not so much.  Usually it was a mix of someone in the the family receiving a blessing to carry forward, as well as correction and instruction from years of wisdom.  For King David, this passing of the baton became a facet and responsibility of kingship and nobility.
Jesus gathered His disciples at the last supper to give instruction.  You can almost hear the urgency in John chapters 14-16 as he pours out as much instruction and information as he is able before the going to the cross.  After his resurrection, more interactions until the blessing, the great commission and His ascension.
For Paul, it was the church he wrote to from a Philippine jail with his final words.  His epistles in the New Testament remain for us today.
Intentional Baton Passing
I am not sure when mankind stopped or modified this practice.  Now, we wait until a loved one passes on, we celebrate their life, grieve our loss, take care of their worldly goods and move on.  All of that is well, good and needed, but I would hope that, perhaps, in less formal private ways, the baton is still passed in households.

Our modern patriarchs and matriarchs need to know we honor their lives and that they do, indeed, have something to pass on, besides material goods in a legal last will and testiment.  I am not sure what that looks like in our day and time, but its worth giving some thought to.
Taking Up The Baton
In any case, I am blessed to have known Uncle Lyle and Aunt Virginia.  They had a special spunk and spark I so enjoyed.  I loved:
  • the endless and oft repeated stories Uncle Ike told and Aunt Virgina’s claim that they got “bigger” each time he told them.
  • batontheir sense of adventure well into their later years.  Uncle Ike earned his private pilots license after he retired.  Aunt Virgina volunteered in church and the community until she couldn’t.
  • that they both played golf.  No other Rightmeier played golf and no one
    knows why Uncle Ike did.  Aunt Virgina said she did so she would see her husband on the weekend!
  • the large vegetable garden with rows so straight that would make our German ancestors proud.
  • the abounding hospitality where you not only left with full bellies but full sacks of homemade and homegrown provision, plants to take home for your
  •  own, and smiles.  Lots of smiles.
They left us a legacy to grow into for sure.  A baton to catch.
The Rightmeier Baton
My part in catching the baton is capturing stories and writing them down.  For most of the world, it matters not, but to the Rightmeier decendants, it is our heritage. Much of the Rightmeier tradition and history was handed down orally.  It is past time to capture these in written form lest the baton drop.
 How does your family deal with the passing of a generation?   Please comment below and don’t forget to subscribe.

I am a former air traffic controller, pilot, Aircoupe owner, married 42 years to a great guy. We live in a 125+ year old historic Victorian, enjoy cats, vintage anything, precious friends. My passion is Giving Lost Stories A Voice – Giving Found Materials Fresh Form and Purpose!

6 thoughts on “Generations Passing The Baton

  1. I was at the beach with my sons when I heard of Aunt Virginia’s passing. Although I am far away and only got to see her sporadically, all of the sweetness I perceived in their lives, their visits to us, and their open, welcoming spirits flooded me, and I felt so much loss. The heaviness of my heart pervaded the rest of our beach vacation and I kept trying to describe for my sons what having no line above you feels like. I’ve shared your post with them as I feel it captures so well what I was struggling to say. I will never forget these wonderful people. Oh and I went golfing with Ike AND Bus! Haha great memories… ♡

    1. It is an odd sensation to have the generations pass. I am glad to know my words helped in some way. Thank you for sharing. Each of us is a repository of the story details and it is in those details, the story resides and continues.

  2. Often we ask ourselves “what kind of legacy are we leaving behind for others to follow”? Or are we leaving a legacy at all?
    Ike & Virginia made it very clear what their legacy was. I believe it was LOVE … for everyone who entered into their lives. I loved the stories Ike told, the sweet odor from the kitchen where Virginia was each morning. They have left a deep impression in both our lives, as I somehow hope to leave a legacy of love for others in our lives.
    Thank you, Nancy for sharing with us this amazing family of ours!

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