The ImpQueen writes a profound and moving post here.
I'm not sure why, but I'm reminded of Margaret Edson's excellent play "W;t" (pronounced "wit"), which chronicles the final days of a stern English professor with stage-four ovarian cancer. I bought "W;t" and read it several times before I saw Judith Light perform it at the Kennedy Center in DC. Call me soft, but the play (which won a Pulitzer) moved me to tears, both when I read it and when I saw it.
Another meditation on death and dying comes to mind: Dr. Sherwin Nuland's direct but compassionate How We Die, which I think should be required reading for anyone over 15. The book deals unflinchingly with the most common ways Americans die, digging into the biological processes and bringing up some wholesome-- if not exactly romantic-- conclusions.
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Thursday, April 28, 2005
Ave, Julie!
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