A death in my family

My cousin’s husband died today, a man I was close to. He died peacefully at home, after being diagnosed with stage four cancer some months ago. 

He was a physicist, who worked for years in Los Alamos. Over the past few years, now retired, he devoted himself to art, taking studio classes and doing marvelous work. 

I’ll resume my posts on culture change on Monday. Today, in Carl’s honor, i’m going to write some music. Bless him — he was a fine spirit, and both his devotion to art and the fine work he did were inspiring. 

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