belle meade, nj, 6.14.2009

we were talking about my paternal grandfather's house in honolulu.
when mom asked, "who lives there now?" i said i thought they sold it
when grandpa died. she said: "that's how families die --
when the descendants don't know what happened to the house."

o.p.m.: reggae in the car going to my dad's nursing home;
sly's versh of "que sera sera" (which my mom sang to us as kids)
as i was leaving the nursing home where she lives now;
barber's adagio before my niece's high school graduation.