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KT Man, We met the new cohort. One year down the road from your cohort. I can see better what you were getting into. They came from all...

Karsten, I hope you don’t mind having my daily letter to you displaced by a letter to Phil and Penny Knight. I also write a letter to...

Karsten, It’s been 10 years since you moved out of the house. Summer 2008. Move to Whittier. Become a footballer. Begin classes. Start an...

KT, Another installment on process: Today. We’ll see how it goes but all bets are off without you to guide us. Sev, Mads, Linda, and I...

Karsten, Five weeks have passed since your death. Our life is moving back slowly into the slip stream of life and we question our...

KT, I’m on the Greyhound bus this morning, traveling to Portland. Strange to be traveling in this manner. The morning’s barely breaking...

KT Man, We had another celebration last night. It was as auspicious as the last one. More for the closeness of people present than the...

KT Man, This morning, your mom and I sat quietly in my office overlooking your forest yard. It was early and quiet. The only break in the...

Karsten, I noticed something about my recent letters: They tend to be datelined with reference to the previous day. One day, I’ll think...

Karsten, We came back from the coast and are now trying to resolve our life and your death. The cruel twins of disbelief and despair...

KT Man, Yesterday was not just another tough reminder but also an adjuster. The ocean changes people: It adjusts them with a gentle and...

Karsten, Linda, Sev, and I are headed to the ocean today. Mads is back in Hillsboro muscling through the dual gremlins of grief and work....

KT Man, The days are still awfully tough. So much grief that won’t leave and the night turning to day with the disbelief that you’ve...

KT, Yesterday was truly remarkable. Somehow, an entire community from far flung places, from different generations, and from different...

KT, Yesterday was a long day; every day’s a long day. But it ended in a special way. Alone. I sat in your pool hall long into the evening...

Karsten, Somehow we’ve divided the world of people into family and friends. The division’s needless for me and I know it meant nothing to...

Dogg Man, My bad. I’ve been remiss in not updating you about Murphy. What can I say? Nothing’s changed and it’s all different now. A...

Dogg Man, It’s been over three weeks and it’s still unreal. I continue to mull and fuss and replay the video and nothing changes but the...

KT Man, Every night is spent in the dark, musing about you. Though I know this word fits, I thought about variations and indeed it fits...

Dear KT, We want you back in our life not as a memory but the real dude: hence the subject line. The past 20 days have torn us apart and...