R World (Ron Davison muses aloud)
18 November 2013
The kids in my wife's class - 2nd graders who are - most of them - 7 - have been worried about me since my dad died Thursday. Today she came home with letters from them. This one is my favorite but is also fairly typical. Reading through them did nothing to slow my transition into the old man who alternates between chuckling and tearing up. It's sort of perfect.
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