passed this week.
His work continues to hold out meaning, and challenge and hope and anger, maybe, and love.
Our job seems to be to carry on doing our job as well.
This is the person who years ago described bliss to contain work he loved and people he loved.
Both are diminished without him in the world now.
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I'm so sorry you have lost your friend but what a beautiful elegy for him.
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