Tag: friend
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Blue
“And I’ll meet you at our usual place,” Helen said by way of wrap-up, as she did every time we finished planning an outing. The first time she said it, I squealed. “I love that we have a ‘usual place’! I’ve only been in Belarus for a few weeks, and already I not only have a friend, but we even have…
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Newcomers
It’s been so mean lately. Oh, I know it’s always been mean. “Off with their heads!”; machetes removing limbs; “We will kill you for dancing”; waterboarding a workaday torture; “Tell us what you heard your father say about our glorious leader”; pogroms; labor camps; piles of bodies. It’s always been mean. The current mean is…
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One and Forever: Thursday, February 22
It matters to this story that dusk is creeping around the edges, and thick, quiet snow is falling slowly, slowly from the sky, accumulating into a desert of white dunes outside the large picture window behind my back. She’s talking, my great pal Virginia is, as she lies on the couch to my left, her…
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Survey Responses from Byron and Virginia
In the next week or so, I’ll be posting the survey responses of those who have given me permission. Let’s start that roll with the responses of Allegra’s pappy and our family best friend, Virginia. Quick aside: the first sentence of Virginia’s #6 (her ideal day) made me teary. Twenty years going back and forth…