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Bernie Arieff, 1928-2009. Hoy entierran a mi tío Bernie, en el mismo cementerio donde yo, junto a varios tíos en trajes negros, cargué con el ataúd de mi tío Bobby hace un mes. Recuerdo que, al entrar en el cementerio, pasamos por la lápida de la mujer de Bernie. En ese momento, Bernie estaba en urgencias [...] Acabo de enterarme de que anoche murió mi otro tío, Bernie. El mes pasado, cuando vino desde Florida para visitar a su hermano Bobby en el hospital, se puso mal… supuestamente de pulmonía. Pero no mejoró, [...] My bro, Steve Arieff, has always liked to draw stuff. He was a punk in Milwaukee in the early ’80s, and pretty much remains one to this day. (Read about our childhood of sex, drugs & rock-n-roll here). For the last few years, he’s been obsessed with birds. He draws Birds With Attitude (“B.W.A.’s”), like the “Johnny Thunders [...]
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. [...]
Just re-posted an old story from my old blog. It’s my favorite. Check it out: http://popular1.com/rachelarieff/stories/i-blame-music/ If you’ve already read it, I plan to have something else up later today. He used to do this all the time: break into song, from out of nowhere. A spontaneous injection of happy-go-lucky showtunes to spice up any dull moment. I was trying to get a marathon going here, but he was kind of tired and petered out after a few minutes. I would give my pinky finger to [...]  My Uncle Bobby was the worst driver in the world. I am not exaggerating. He was THE WORST. And if you try to tell me, “Oh, don’t be so mean; your poor uncle couldn’t have been the worst driver in the world”, well, then you’re just insulting his memory. And how dare you insult the deceased. [...] 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 [...] |
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