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September 4, 2016 / thackersam


It was more than half my life ago now that my brother died of AIDS. 31 years on September 7th to be exact, five days after his 33rd birthday. I feel it every year, the melancholy from the double-punch. And I’ve written about it and him before, but ever so briefly and hidden at the end of a post. He was Davey to me, David to his friends. I should write about him, but it comes with a lot of turbulence, created by neither of us, and it’s hard to separate that out. Perhaps I am feeling it stronger this year because of my own health issues, and the aftereffects of all the pre-operative tests. (Beware MRIs with contrast. I now know what had caused my problems with my feet that started when I had the contrast eight years ago and has now gotten so much worse.) Or perhaps I’m just being a big old whiny baby. But, nothing else is on my mind tonight, that I care to write about, so this is it. I did find this neat picture to illustrate my empty-headedness.

My wholehearted thanks to my friend in Hoot ‘n Holler for her kindness and support from afar.

BTW – There is no BTW tonight.


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  1. Imperium Woodcraft / Sep 4 2016 8:02 pm

    I’m so sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing this story

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