Grief is a sacred journey


The Crone of Cayuga Lake: Continuing Bonds with a Wild Teacher

27 8 In September 1968, Vic and I rented a barely winterized cottage on Cayuga Lake. The next spring, we splurged on a canoe. As we explored the lake, Vic paddled and steered from the stern, while

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Speeding to Strong Cancer Center

53 56 In 2007, a month after Vic’s stem cell transplant, he drives our Subaru west on the New York State Thruway. I’m in the passenger seat, watching his jaw muscle pop. “Let’s make a list,” I

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