class of 1991

We talked about caring for aging parents or losing a parent, about sending our kids off to college or becoming grandparents for the first time. We talked about who we’re still in touch with and why so-and-so couldn’t make it this time. We noted what had changed on campus since the last time we were … Continue reading class of 1991 →

goodbye, friend

At first the words confused me. I had glanced at my phone as we were waiting to pay and leave the restaurant, and wondered why my friend Dave was posting about himself in the third person until the meaning of the words sank in: “great sadness,” “passing of my brother…” “Oh, no” I blurted out. … Continue reading goodbye, friend →