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07/02/2005: "we're off"
In just over 13 hours from now, we'll be on a plane to Los Angeles. Word of my mother-in-law's sudden passing has spread quite quickly, but unfortunately I haven't really been able to tell people much, other than the basics. I have no idea when I'll be back (or my wife and kids, for that matter), I have no idea what arrangements have been made, if any, and... well, I was going to say that I'm unprepared, but who can be prepared for such an event?
Somehow I managed to get someone to look after our cats, someone else to pick up our mail (including the all-important reference letter I'm waiting on), and even figure out what all we need to pack. Of course, there's the issue of what to do with all the fresh fruit we bought recently... stupid thoughts like that.
I'll write more from L.A.
