Strix the harbinger
guards the exit gate, quizzing all
Who will pass this night?

Wednesday, July 11, 2012


About 70 years ago Harold Kleinpaste married my father's young sister, Kathleen. She died five years ago. This afternoon we are burying Harold. After a long struggle with dementia, he is finally free. 

It's plain to see, the sun won't shine today
But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
Maybe I'll go insane
I got to stop the pain
Or maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen.

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