When I got back from my backpacking trip on Thursday, an e-mail from Steve Nuí±ez awaited in my in-box. The subject was Down But Not Out. I had the great misfortune of being thrown from my bike this past weekend resulting in a mild concussion (ALWAYS wear your helmet while riding, Kids!!!), a severely bruised shoulder, and a broken rib. Really, I’m fine for the most part, but not much can be done about the […]
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Doctors & Religion
The instant-messages that fly between Lulu and me are always scintillating and, as you can see, sometimes even touching: Yo-Nenny — I keep telling you: if you want me to write about you too, you have to come over so I have something to say. Okay? Honestly: daughters! I spoke with one of my doctors today. Not my new foot guy from England or my old foot guy whom I miss. Not the eccentric surgeon […]
Read moreA 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 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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