I spent most of today lying around, atoning for yesterday’s sins. (I don’t think I was supposed to walk eight blocks in my cast.) Of all the people who might have called me last week, FH was the last I’d expect. She’d helped take care of my grandmother during those final years. I always admired FH’s feistiness, and was mystified by her abiding cheerfulness. But after keeping in touch for a while I faded away. […]
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Sociable undertakings
A Family Portrait
This weekend Shirley showed me a batch of pictures of Christopher Henry at the hospital. At first glance they’re like any birth photos. A tired mother post-partum. Family and friends gathered around. Everyone taking a turn holding the newborn — aunts and cousins, uncles from Ireland, best friends of the parents … and that classic four-generation shot: great-grandfather, grandfather, father and baby boy. And on every face, raw despair. Shirley said I could put up […]
Read moreGood Times, Bad Times
This entry is dedicated to Jill, the only person silly enough to come here to read. Silly and adventurous: she is Mexico City at the moment, having just traveled through Copper Canyon, a place I’ve always wanted to see. Good Time #1: I had an actual Nice Day on Saturday: a lazy morning with Teej & R at the Rancho drinking tons of coffee, then kayaking at a lake above Nevada City. Since I haven’t […]
Read moreHello, Goodbye
Shirley asked me to write a note to Christopher. I did, and slid it into the sock that I gave Shirley. She put them atop his diminutive white casket at the funeral. Dear Christopher, I tried to make you a pair of socks but they came out funky. Here’s one of them. I threw out the other. You wouldn’t believe how sad I am not to have met you. Like everyone else, I had plans […]
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