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My grandfather died last week, at 92.  He was a glorious man; funny, intelligent, curious, and deeply, deeply kind.  He was passionately interested in nature, the universe and the unknown and emerging world of science.  He would sometimes burst forth at random moments with facts about the Emperor Penguin or Mars, a habit that we […]

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What a week.  Small Girl is home at “camp mom” this week, which I had envisioned as a lovely, end of summer gift to both of us where we could go to the beach, eat copious ice cream cones, and generally enjoy each others’ company.  Instead I have been dealing with two cars that are […]

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I am in Florida right now visiting my 92-year-old grandfather and his 90-year-old companion.  There are certain Seinfeld-like moments, like the 5:30 early-bird dinner and the omnipresent television noise turned up to hearing-aid-penetrating levels. But they are a smart, savvy, and doing pretty darn well. And they have stories to tell. My grandfather told me […]

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