Rehearsal

Music and memory

BOFace
Crow’s Feet

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“Everything has a crack in it. That’s how light gets in.”

-Leonard Cohen

I always told my brother he could depend on me. When the rest of our family turned their backs on me, he told me, “You don’t get to stop being my brother.” That was when I had to go to prison. No one else visited, other than people he brought. His visits sustained me through that terrible ordeal. From then on I told him, I owe you, man, if there is a way I can help you, let me know.

After his wife died and he began needing more help with his day-to-day existence, I knew it was time for me to make good on my talk.

I stayed with him and helped him until his physical condition deteriorated to the point where it was more than I could handle safely. Many day-to-day activities became too much for him, and I wasn’t getting any younger. He began to burn himself while preparing food, and choking incidents became more frequent.

He entered assisted living.

I made it my business to visit at least once a week. He had visited me in prison only semi-monthly but he had to book a flight and find a place to stay overnight in order to visit me. His facility was reachable by car, though I had to make a day of it. But I’m retired, so I have plenty…

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BOFace
Crow’s Feet

No woman ever murdered her husband while he was washing the dishes.