What's the word for searching for an old acquaintance
on the Internet and finding that the first result is
his
obituary?
A genial host known for giving parties in the rose garden of his home
on Barrow St. for the benefit of the Washington Sq. Music Festival, he
was a familiar presence on the block where he would sit on the stoop
with his two dogs, a schnauzer and a Pekinese, chatting with neighbors
and passersby.
I spent time this morning reading digital ephemera; old email
archives, archæology at the Wayback Machine. So much is gone, never
archived.
White lily. |