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December 06, 2007

Dennis writes here after returning from the Indianapolis funeral of his sister-in-law, murdered last week. Dennis' wife Nan delivers her own eulogy here.

—Jonathan Schwarz

Posted at December 6, 2007 12:24 PM

Condolences. That's really rough.

Posted by: Batocchio at December 6, 2007 03:43 PM

Feel a little hesitant commenting about such personal grief. But the pain in Dennis's words is so obvious it's hard to just sit there and say nothing.

There is no such thing as collective grief.
It's always personal.

None of my loved ones perished on 9/11 (though acquaintances did) but when I hear people talk about "our national pain on 9/11," I think "what a load of crap." There were those who died and their relatives and friends, for whom it was an unfathomable tragedy. And then there were the others. A world of difference.

The scariest part is, as Dennis hints, how much alone we are in the end. I think of his brother and nephew. Grief is always lonely. Maybe it is the purpose of life to try and make it less so. Or, as Dennis puts it so much more eloquently:

>> All I can do is show my love and support and trust that it reaches them.

Posted by: Bernard Chazelle at December 6, 2007 05:26 PM