Yahzeit, October 19 coming up

 

Hi Carole,

It's September 29, 2025 and your forever good-bye anniversary is approaching. Dreams of you have begun, faster and faster, more and more.  The most recent several clips in one, you stepping out a car, your legs, calf down. Don't recall now the ones preceding it, several at once with you, laughing. Maybe located in the parking area of my old old Boston basement appartment from our college years, just a sense of.  Half a century ago.  Fifity-plus years ago, how can that be? 

Life a finger snap, the memories never ending. They grow into you. 

Am listening to: yourclassical.org, streaming music through the firepelace mantle speakers, Phillip Glass from the movie, The Hours.

That was the last book you recommended before you died.

HApPy Birthday, Carole. January 3, 1950

 Hi Carole,

This would be the time of year we'd be a year apart, you in Januarty, me in March. We'd giggle about it. You are not here yet you are, and shall always be for the rest of my days. 

We celebrated the holidays this year ten days after Curt's lung surgery. And the teriffic news is that today, January 2, we learned he is cancer free! 

I hesitate to put up a family photo taken last month because of all the AI copying. AI was the stuff of science fiction when you were by my side. Now it is a fact. What the heck ... it is pasted in. 

Love and miss you dearly.

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