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Tribute to a Friend — Andie Ray, 1967-2015

Sometimes, when a large character in the small drama of our lives dies suddenly, unexpectedly, the loss is so shocking events following it seem almost surreal. After all, reality is a sketchy thing given the faulty observational/comprehension skills of us … Continue reading

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Cemeteries, the most accessible spiritual sanctuaries in the world, are also some of the last green (i.e., chemical-free) spaces in America. I try to visit a cemetery whenever I travel to a new city; of all I’ve seen, from Mount … Continue reading

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