tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post4297554052112744022..comments2024-03-29T07:54:24.161+00:00Comments on TONE DEAF: Why I am who I amRoderick Robinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-9722265847334812662013-08-15T08:04:18.926+01:002013-08-15T08:04:18.926+01:00Beth: I am overwhelmed by your gratifying indirect...Beth: I am overwhelmed by your gratifying indirectness.<br /><br />Nathalie: Worse, I had warning of her condition before Christmas. The telephone has its uses but for news like that one needs the comfort of a human face. Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-31113434945664819562013-08-14T02:55:12.355+01:002013-08-14T02:55:12.355+01:00That's a beautiful tribute and sad too - you w...That's a beautiful tribute and sad too - you were in Pittsburgh when she died?<br /><br />My Maman departed in August too, the 19th, in 2001. I'll miss her always.Nataliehttp://www.nataliedarbeloff.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-60159190239304512282013-08-14T01:26:13.237+01:002013-08-14T01:26:13.237+01:00Wel, I like your sonnet a great deal and am deligh...Wel, I like your sonnet a great deal and am delighted to meet the woman with the sweet smile in the photograph. I'm glad she encouraged you; she knew what she was doing.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15829062955658284450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-47297234540852763522013-08-12T14:40:46.210+01:002013-08-12T14:40:46.210+01:00Both: Perhaps I was wrong to dismiss my mother'...Both: Perhaps I was wrong to dismiss my mother's notional present-day age as cumbersome and uninteresting. The number itself might be but the links with both of you has emotional resonances. Thanks for responding.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-32690593901625379622013-08-12T11:18:37.240+01:002013-08-12T11:18:37.240+01:00August 11, my little brother's birthday. He wo...August 11, my little brother's birthday. He would have been 40 years old this year. Thank you for the sonnet, dear Robbie!Rouchswalwehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01393987883437907945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644918126688721788.post-33883188975739910042013-08-11T13:10:54.135+01:002013-08-11T13:10:54.135+01:00I lost my mother in the same month, the same year....I lost my mother in the same month, the same year. She was a May baby, born in 1915. I often wonder what she would have been like, had she lived on.<br /><br />Your mother's smile is warm and inviting, Robbie. We never have enough time with the good ones, do we?The Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04846997590157958766noreply@blogger.com