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He was almost young enough to be my son in this photo. He joined the army to pay for his college education because there was no money in the family. They sent him down South — Biloxi, I think? — to learn the soldier stuff. It was weird being a Jew in the South. [...] Every day I wake up with a hole in my heart. Maybe ”hole” isn’t the word for it. It feels as if half my heart’s been ripped out. Yet the void inside my heart aches, like they say an arm or a leg still “aches” even after it’s been amputated. Phantom limbs. Phantom pains. The first thing I [...] Uncle Bobby: Lawyer, Peacemaker, Bon Vivant. 1933-2009. Estoy en tránsito a EE.UU para el funeral y no tengo tiempo para escribir personalmente a todos los que han dejado mails y comentarios sobre la pérdida de mi tío, por eso quiero deciros a todos que lo aprecio mucho, y me habéis ayudado mucho durante este tiempo [...] My Uncle Bobby passed away this morning. I wrote a blog about him last month because I was lucky enough to be able to visit him for the first time in two years. I wrote about what a happy, childlike, generous person he was, and how he created happiness wherever he went. He and I were [...] For Bobby. |
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