Mira said it really well—our yearlong project of mourning together in this “kaddish in two-part harmony” project has done the job. It has worked so well that we both feel good and done with mourning itself. Our grief is replaced with happiness, and there are moments when that feels—well, sad.
My dad plays horn on this Kaddish, nearly a year after doing his first stint as the guest hornist for a daily Kaddish, again while visiting for Thanksgiving.
Today’s Kaddish is for David Mohr’s dog, Kimba.
Today is Phyllis Greenwood’s Yahrtzeit.
This is only the third time I completely forgot to record a daily kaddish during the year—the first time was during an exhausting business trip to Tokyo, Beijing, and Shenzhen. The second and third were here in Montréal.
Tonight’s Kaddish is for my friends Eric and Jody’s beloved cat Xena, a beautiful tortoiseshell who had to be put down after she began losing the battle with lung cancer.
Mira and I went to Montréal to give our paper about the “kaddish in two-part harmony project” at the annual American Anthropological Association conference and promptly forgot—forgot!!—to record a daily kaddish.
At least one protestor in Oakland, my home town, is now dead as a result of the misguided crackdown led by the mayor I voted for.
Mira requested that today’s Kaddish be for her late mentor George Leonard’s wife, Annie Styron Leonard. She has written about him earlier and will write about his wife soon.
She mostly kept to herself, or at least it seemed that way. I wonder what else I don’t remember, or never knew, about the woman next door.