In a bit over an hour, the car comes to take us back to the airport. We return to our non-funeral world, I sit here typing across from the empty chair where my wife's father used to sit. I have processed the loss, and am still processing the loss, and have not processed the loss.
memorial service
In a bit over an hour, the car comes to take us back to the airport. We return to our non-funeral world, I sit here typing across from the empty chair where my wife's father used to sit. I have processed the loss, and am still processing the loss, and have not processed the loss.
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The Misplaced Bishop and the Dropped Queen
Today one of my postal chess opponents committed a blunder, losing a queen. He resigned a few moments later, leaving a note that he accidentally…
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The Rain After the Cold
This morning I finished reading Edith Wharton's novella "Bunner Sisters." I found the story compelling. The rain fell solidly last night.…
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Before the rain
I got out this morning to take a walk, to get my exercise in before a storm moved in. I walked an hour in our neighborhood Glendover Park and the…
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The Misplaced Bishop and the Dropped Queen
Today one of my postal chess opponents committed a blunder, losing a queen. He resigned a few moments later, leaving a note that he accidentally…
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The Rain After the Cold
This morning I finished reading Edith Wharton's novella "Bunner Sisters." I found the story compelling. The rain fell solidly last night.…
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Before the rain
I got out this morning to take a walk, to get my exercise in before a storm moved in. I walked an hour in our neighborhood Glendover Park and the…
