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when he died, his jackets all went to the grandkids (world-war-two-chic was en vogue), his medals to his sons, and his meticulous preparations for any far-off hurricane, blizzard, fabled connecticut sandstorm, power outage, overheating engine, skinned knee to the big and elegant dumpster. his wife in her heels-for-every-occasion, in her quiet knowing languages and recipes and birdseed loved him even after she forgot his name and hers. they built this house bare-handed and in the shade of the trees and spiders and cell-phone towers it will stand as ever it always has.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 11:25 PM UTC
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when he died, his jackets all went to the grandkids (world-war-two-chic was en vogue), his medals to his sons, and his meticulous preparations for any far-off hurricane, blizzard, fabled connecticut sandstorm, power outage, overheating engine, skinned knee to the big and elegant dumpster. his wife in her heels-for-every-occasion, in her quiet knowing languages and recipes and birdseed loved him even after she forgot his name and hers. they built this house bare-handed and in the shade of the trees and spiders and cell-phone towers it will stand as ever it always has.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 11:25 PM UTC
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