On 2014-02-18, at 2:20 AM, JOANNA A. wrote:
> As I write this, I am listening to...
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> When I think of him I think of all that longs to grow and I think of everything that conspires against growth and life in this hellish system. There is no forgiving that.
Wonderful epitaph, especially this last line. If I weren't a materialist, I would say that somewhere Chuck, the finest of writers, is vigorously nodding in approval.