The story of the week for December 12 to 16 is…
Buried in the Meadowlands by Bob Thurber
The ever-present poetry of Bob’s words is well formed here. Standing entirely alone, this story is worthy of being singled out. But Bob also shared a comment after the story’s publication, which I’ll reproduce here:
Our fearless leader and hardworking editor, Tim, had no idea of the odd coincidence of publishing this particular story today, December 16th. A friend this morning assured me its publication is “no coincidence.” And I’ll admit it’s certainly a serendipitous publication. On this date six-years ago, a chain of bizarre events unfolded that led to the shooting death of my daughter, Sarah Kate, mother of two young children. The loss of Sarah Kate marked the members of her family with permanent tattoos. I imagine all parents who lose a child carry this deep, invisible scarring, and continually, often wearily, balance its authority and its great weight, and experience the breathlessness of moments, the persistent gasping that disregards whatever the length of time, whatever the lull between heartbeats.
Good wishes to all.
BT
Our thoughts are with you and your family, Bob. Thank you for sharing so much of your art with us.
It’s no coincidence. Love is just like that. So sorry for your great loss.
A beautiful, intriguing story, as yours always are. So sorry for the loss that inspired it.
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