Posted on July 21, 2009 at 5:30pm
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When I found out what I would have to do I wished, by some miracle, that when I picked up my brother's ashes from his late widow's apartment, I would open up the cardboard box containing the plastic bag, then open the bag where his ashes have been since his cremation a little over three years ago, and he would rise up and say, "Hi Sis! What you been up to lately?" And then we would have a long chat like we used to, about life, and writing and music, and our parents and two other…
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