To populate our Substack page, we remix and republish some old TSB essays on Fridays to give newer readers a sense of what we do here.
My father died on January 11, 2023, at 3:30 a.m. This is the essay I wrote a week later after watching the slow, maddening, beautiful thing happen in person. Thanks to everyone who wrote in to say nice things after it ra…
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