Yesterday (the 11th) was Larry West’s birthday. Larry is Laura’s namesake. (Is that how you say that? She is named for him, I mean.) Laura’s birth, and her getting Larry’s name, did a lot to help me get over Larry’s death. The world still doesn’t feel complete without Larry in it, but it is much closer to it with Laura. Sometimes I imagine that I’m detecting some of his manner in her — I don’t know what it is: the directness, the obstinacy, the animal obsessions — and it makes me think of him, for which I’m grateful.
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