Where were you when…?
From This Normal Life I was holding the baby when we heard it. The rest follows, since Brian doesn’t have a good archiving system yet, and this story should be preserved.
Tag: phone
Mom
It’s been a month and a day since Mom died. And in that time, I’ve lived a month and a day and a year. I’ve gone through her stuff: everything from learning about her estate plan, to pulling her purses off the shelf of her closet and digging through her desk drawers. I leafed through … Continue reading Mom
Books. Papers.
I sit in my mother’s den at her phone, typing. The people from Christie’s are here, as are the lawyer and the financial adviser, wonderful people all. They go about their business of processing my mother into the appropriate lines on the different papers that are necessary, all of which will be translated from English … Continue reading Books. Papers.
Hutton Report
The Hutton Report on the death of Dr. David Kelly came out a few days back in England, but I haven’t the stamina to read the entire thing. Following is a summary of the report, from the BBC. Its link is here.
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