I missed three memorial services this week – Each time I thought of the people who would have appreciated comfort but understood that I’m functioning on half my engines. I wish I could have been with them, even though I really hate the aesthetics of Israeli cemeteries. They are just so dusty, and except for the military cemeteries, seem so neglected. Yes, I know the aesthetics are supposed to be of ashes to ashes and dust to dust, but I do miss the grassy, peaceful plots of my parents in Rochester. And the military cemeteries are really the worst of all, because they are all single young men, and they are manicured by despondent parents.

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