First, a moment of silence for the men and women to whom we in America pay tribute on this day.
Chapter 24 of "The Inches Between Us" is working its way through the editing process and, I expect, should be posted this coming weekend. In the interim, 19 years ago today, I wrote a quick e-mail to a woman I had been dating for a few months to say "good morning". I found the response in my inbox the following morning ... but it was from her brother, to tell me she had passed away. (Her family knew about me, and had met me, but didn't know my phone number, just my e-mail address, and that was the only way they could think of to tell me.)
"I Don't Know If You Knew" was one of my early attempts to process my grief. I post it today in her memory.