Laura was radiant. Everyone who knew her even slightly would agree. May she rest in peace; may her smile light up the eyes of the angels as it did so many of ours.
Tag: Minnesota
I didn’t know Gramma all that well, because she died when I was only six, of Lou Gehrig’s disease.
This is a kaddish for all the family we never really knew in the first place.
A kaddish for all my Norwegian-Minnesotan relatives who played the most cutthroat game of Rook you can imagine.
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counting cards with my grumpy grampa
I never gave my grampa his due, but I’m starting to appreciate him.
Mira wrote about having a grudge against optimism in a recent essay that has left me wandering lost in my own mind. See, I agree with just about everything she wrote. I largely agree with her worldview. But I am a persistent optimist. I am an optimist in the face of considerable clear evidence that optimism is irrational.