Blake Butler writes movingly about his late wife, poet Molly Brodak.
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‘Joe Biden Reeks of Decency’
“Joey is going to be President someday. He was made to be in the White House. There is no one else who can lead the country. Just you wait and see.”
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‘These Were His Mountains, After All’: Remembering One’s Father While Cycling in the Swiss Alps
James Jung thought he rode the winding narrow roads of the Alps to memorialize his dad. He was wrong.
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Chasing My Father’s Ghost Through the Swiss Alps
James Jung thought he rode the winding narrow roads of the Alps to memorialize his dad. He was wrong.
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Dying Inside
4,998 inmates died in U.S. jails without getting their day in court. Reuters investigates the fatalities in America’s biggest jails.
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Sent Home to Die
In New Orleans, hospitals sent infected COVID patients into hospice facilities or back home to die — to family members untrained and unprepared to care for them — and in some cases discontinuing treatment against the family’s wishes.
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‘Who’s Going to Take Care of Me?’: When the Coronavirus Takes Both Parents
In the wake of their parents’ deaths, three siblings struggle to get through the day-to-day.
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They Depended on Their Parents for Everything. Then the Virus Took Both.
Nash, Nadeen, and Nanssy Ismael struggle with the loss of their parents — while learning to pay bills, take care of themselves, and be a family.
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The Ugly History of Beautiful Things: Lockets
Lockets simultaneously display and hide. But does squirreling our love and grief away in a piece of jewelry keep the memories and emotions present for us, or minimize them?
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Beneath the Black Rocks
“The same unknown that makes me nurse the thought of my mother’s death, makes me think of the loneliness of everyone who died of the virus. Their loved ones will carry the same wound I carry in my heart. For decades, for the rest of their lives they will be imagining the last moments of […]