I’m beginning to write this message from the table of a rented house in Tucson, where my family and I have come for the Thanksgiving week. We’re here to celebrate and give thanks with loved ones, of course, and we’re also here to inter the ashes of my father-in-law who died at the end of September.
A blue Christmas
I’m beginning to write this message from the table of a rented house in Tucson, where my family and I have come for the Thanksgiving week. We’re here to celebrate and give thanks with loved ones, of course, and we’re also here to inter the ashes of my father-in-law who died at the end of September.