My cousin Stuart died last week. Stuart Graber was Anna and Sids son and lived most of his life in coop city, New York. Stuart was my dad's first cousin. Anna was my dad mother's sister.
The most poignant part of Stuart's life and death is that he largely died alone -- more alone than most. I thought I'd do a little acknowledgment (and it is little) to him on my blog. Goodbye Stuart. I'll always remember how you tackled me outside my grandmothers apartment without ever moving. I was 8 at the time. Rest in peace.