Archive for September, 2011

Carrying my brother’s ashes

The package was wrapped in some Mexican Day of the Dead cloth and tied with a bright woven sash. It was about ten inches square. It was very heavy. The package contained my brother, or what was left of him. My sister-in-law had already scattered half his ashes in a favorite spot out by Tampa […]

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Watching Irene

I was in Albany, N. Y. when the storm came up through my home and at first I scoffed at the hysterical predictions. I’ve gotten so used to weather forecasters calling things “the storm of the century” that it seems meaningless. Watching the storm through the window of an Albany rowhouse, listening to The Beatles […]

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