Tagged: Death

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Of Poverty, Cancer, Bureaucracy, and Death

This is how a vibrant 50 year old woman goes from active to death’s threshold in a few weeks’ time. It all happened faster than the wheels of bureaucracy turn.

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Later, Kimmy Jo

“Life’s a garden man. Dig it!” That’s the tagline on my friend Kim’s Facebook profile. It’s a fitting slogan for a woman like her, a happy-go-lucky girl who never took anything too seriously. Even...

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One More Slice With Andrew

Symposium: It’s not surprising the Domino’s Pizza guys got to know Andrew to the point that they would actually worry about him. Andrew was an incredibly kind person.

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Thoughts from a Cemetery

There’s a haunting beauty in these old cemeteries. It’s the new ones that creep me out.

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Comment Rescue: Grief Bacon

There’s a German word, Kummerspeck, which literally means “Grief-bacon” and is used to refer to the weight you put on while grieving.

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Some Thoughts on an Occasion of Sudden Death

Death is an alarm clock: love them NOW, before it’s too late. And maybe we do, maybe we go hug our significant other, tell our children we love them, vow to be more appreciative of the people in our lives. For a little while.

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Sassafras

Knowing that it’s time to say goodbye doesn’t make doing it any easier.

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A Sore Test of a New Conviction

Strong is the desire for vengeance. Pretends to be “justice,” vengeance does.

But down that path, no benefit will you find.

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T1 – 004: Three Cadaver

We detached the sternocleidomastoid and infrahyoid muscles from their sternal and clavicular insertions. Then, I took a manual bonesaw and cut through the clavicles at their midlengths…

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T1 – 003: Two Cadaver

by Christopher Carr, the second part of a series on the dissection of human cadavers

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T1 – 002: One Cadaver

by Christopher Carr, the first part of a series on the dissection of human cadavers

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The Hardwired Bonds of Nurturing

I have a theory about pets and people without children.  This theory is born out of mere anecdotal observation of friends and family, and as such it’s not very scientific.  But I believe it...

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To Fail as a Son

The last time I saw my father I was twelve years old. Before boarding the airplane that would return me to the home of my mother and step-father, I had sat on the edge...