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Quiet September 16, 2014

Posted by indigobunting in Uncategorized.
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I didn’t realize it immediately, but days ago I began to understand that his e-mail of August 31 would be the last I’d hear from him. I’ve been writing something to him most days since—cards, e-mails—but I know that if he receives them, I will hear nothing back. He is busy dying and—according to my Texan partner in mourning—planning his funeral. His wife and daughters are at his side. The interim is theirs, as it should be.

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1. Craig R. Smith - September 16, 2014

I’m so sorry to hear about Gordon. I know how much he has meant to you.

2. Eulalia Benejam Cobb - September 17, 2014

I am sorry about this, Indigo. Sending hugs.

3. Mali - September 17, 2014

Sending long-distance hugs. (They’re the best, you know, because they gather up steam as they roll across the oceans and continents, finally enveloping you in mountains of love from across the globe).

4. indigobunting - September 18, 2014

Thanks, everyone! (And oh, Mali, that lovely description!)


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