In time the whole family perked up like Sesame Street puppets, hoping that cheer, if worked at hard enough, could sugar the living and quiet the dead.

God take what He would," she said. And He did, and He did, and He did and then gave her Halle who gave her freedom when it didn't mean a thing.

How exquisitely human was the wish for permanent happiness, and how thin human imagination became trying to achieve it.

He's so patient. He's willing to take a loss to find a way to get the ball up the field. That's the kind of runner he is, and he just found a couple of spots on us.

We've suffered a tremendous loss. Spencer was more than a kind person. He never had an enemy and was an exceptional brother, father, husband and son.

dear today,

i spend all of you pretending i'm okay when i'm not, pretending i'm happy when i'm not, pretending about everything to everyone.