One of several memorable details of mother Anne's funeral was C's incredible solo:
...And he will raise you up on eagles wings, bear you on the breath of dawn, make you to shine like the sun, and hold you in the palm of his hand...
Mother Anne continues to work from the other side:
Spent a beautiful day in good company on Ns boat cruising the bay, where both mother Anne's and my own cell phones apparently sank to the bottom, and are no longer emitting even weak signals. The dip was refreshing. The fireworks were magnificent, however shortlived.
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