How I Felt When The Card I Sent My Great-Uncle Right Before He Died Got Returned to Me

Rachel Kramer Bussel
Nov 8 · 4 min read
Photo by Siora Photography on Unsplash

I had just stepped out the door to head to the bus from Atlantic City to New York when my cousin texted me that her father had passed away that morning. He was on hospice at his home in Greenwich Village; I’d been heading in to see him for a final visit.

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Rachel Kramer Bussel

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Writer on books, culture, and sex. Editor of Best Women’s Erotica of the Year series. Written for New York Times, Salon, CNN and more. rachelkramerbussel.com

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