Friday, April 27, 2007


There’s no way to say this but to state the horrible facts, quick and clean: my best friend’s parents—two astonishingly lovely people who showed me inordinate kindness and of whom I was and am surpassingly fond—were among the eight people killed yesterday morning when a truck plowed full-tilt into stalled traffic on a freeway in Indiana. They were on their way to visit their new granddaughter, born just six days ago.

I am, to be blunt, fucking poleaxed; and the more I think about it the worse it gets.

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