As you all know, Mr. O-P entered Hospice Care a while ago. I now have the sad task of telling you that on Saturday evening, June 25th, he passed away. I take solace in knowing that he was unaware that he wasn’t going to survive, and in the fact that I was able to care for him here at home until he took his last breath.
We have a long history together, beginning when I was his student in college, and then his researcher, and eventually his wife. Marrying someone twenty years my senior was a bold move, but one I will never regret because we had a marvelous time together, working in some of the most beautiful libraries around the world, and living in some truly amazing cities.
This is my favorite picture of him. It was taken when we were working at Yale and living in North Haven, CT in a house on 12 acres of land with four deer, dozens of turkeys, a resident skunk, and Gothic tower, erected by an artist proficient in metal sculpture. I miss him already.