Memorial service
We had the memorial last night and the New York Times obituary came out today. It would have been great if the obit had been before the memorial. but we don’t always get to choose these things. We are all tired and raw from emotions, and dealing with the details of life and death and memory. And food. What to do with the extra food? We donated it to City Harvest. They picked it up early, said there was a demand for food in the city today. Slowly life resumes a more normal-ish pace. The dog begs to go for a walk. My daughter wants to watch her TV shows, and plans a sleepover. This is good. Above is Ed Vega playing the guitar I learned on, the guitar I played for years. It used to sit in the corner of the kitchen. It was his guitar, I just borrowed it.
My sister Alyson Vega’s blog is here:
PS - Tomorrow it will be a year to the day that I started this blog.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008