funerals
1. Kate McGarrigle After
sturgeonslawyer introduced me to the Roches, I went around hunting for other musical performers who were anything like that, having most of my successes through names mentioned in reviews. This process quickly led me to the Canadian sisters Kate & Anna McGarrigle. I picked up an album of theirs called Love Over and Over. (At just about this time, Kate's ex-husband Loudon Wainwright III was attaching himself - I'm not sure if they married or not - to Suzzy Roche. I'm not sure how to describe the connection of these events: not "ironically" or "coincidentally" and certainly not "appropriately".) I liked this album, particularly a song by Kate called "On My Way To Town" which became a comfort song for me to sing to myself while walking through the rain, which is what she's doing in the song and which I also did a lot of in those days. I picked up several other McGarrigles albums and saw them perform live once. Now she has left our town.
2. Glen W. Bell, Jr. There is genuine wrong-doing and evil in the world, to be sure, but short of that, I cannot think of a bleaker accomplishment to have headlining one's obituary than "Founder of Taco Bell". Nothing I've read says whether he named it after himself; if he did, I can think of a few other choice four-letter words that would have made him a better surname.
3. Leo Cohan His was the memorial service I actually attended yesterday. A pillar of our congregation, a sturdy tree that lasted for 98 years, and a man I got to know long ago as the ever-patient bystander while his wife, who worked as a "crammer", stuffed enough Hebrew into me to enable me to pass my Bar Mitzvah. Funerals are for the living, and I could not miss this opportunity to renew my appreciation.
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2. Glen W. Bell, Jr. There is genuine wrong-doing and evil in the world, to be sure, but short of that, I cannot think of a bleaker accomplishment to have headlining one's obituary than "Founder of Taco Bell". Nothing I've read says whether he named it after himself; if he did, I can think of a few other choice four-letter words that would have made him a better surname.
3. Leo Cohan His was the memorial service I actually attended yesterday. A pillar of our congregation, a sturdy tree that lasted for 98 years, and a man I got to know long ago as the ever-patient bystander while his wife, who worked as a "crammer", stuffed enough Hebrew into me to enable me to pass my Bar Mitzvah. Funerals are for the living, and I could not miss this opportunity to renew my appreciation.