I cut her sandwiches into quarters. I cut mine in half.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
Epitaph Worries.
As of Monday, yesterday, we are worried. The people commissioned to design, build and engrave the stone, which is to be for both beloved ms and your own cricket, seem to think a single epitaph should apply to both of us. Leaving aside the fact that the participle "Affidata" is singular and feminine, it seems obvious to me that each person buried under a stone should have his own epitaph. Having chosen interment in a casket over cremation for myself, I think I want mine to be: "Still wasting space", but I guess I'll give the kids the final say on that.
Thursday, June 03, 2010
per la moglie strega
O Jesus:
We pray that she be enfolded within Your blessed Mother's most holy and immaculate heart;
That she might turn at any moment to feel against her cheek of the cold steel which pierce the same graceful heart,
And so suddenly to find her own heart pierced with a love for you as keen as any one of those seven dolors.
We pray that she be enfolded within Your blessed Mother's most holy and immaculate heart;
That she might turn at any moment to feel against her cheek of the cold steel which pierce the same graceful heart,
And so suddenly to find her own heart pierced with a love for you as keen as any one of those seven dolors.
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