In the Field/You can’t know what will Touch your Heart

Abstract

The world ends a little every time someone we know dies. If it is someone we knew well, secrets we shared die, too, and memories go flat. If it is a spouse of fifty years, who knows how emptied out the heart and mind become? G and I were visiting an assisted living facility to look into some complaints that had been phoned into our office, and we were trying to gather all the facts. The complaints were what you might consider “minor.”