Wednesday, August 12, 2009
August 1998 - New York City
Eleven years ago around this time I was in New York City with my brother Robes and sister-in-law Kim. Robes had an appointment at a clinic for alternative cancer therapy (his tumor had crossed the midline of his brain and there were no medical options left) so I took the bus from Boston and spent the weekend with them. I have a lot of sad memories from that weekend. But my favorite memory was when Robes asked me to go downstairs and get him a "kotard" (that was the brain tumor talking). I asked him if that was a kotex that could be used as a postcard. He smiled. I laughed. And I laugh when I remember because otherwise I wouldn't stop crying.