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You be well for me

Last week my sister’s neighbor committed suicide. He was the father of four children, the oldest being 11, the youngest being 3, and his wife found him in their bedroom where he had hanged himself. I am telling you this because when my sister told…

November 19, 2004

Thinking

At 3:30 AM when he can’t stop tossing or sitting up to blow his nose or hack up his lung and he lies back down again and says, “I’m sorry, I know I’m keeping you awake, I can go sleep on the couch,” I know…