Madeline’s Family Portrait
The other night, Dorothea and I ended up watching a segment on C-SPAN concerning amputee American soldiers being treated at Walter Reed Army Medical Center. The soldiers interviewed were articulate and certain that the U.S. is doing the right thing. The show had credibility being on C-SPAN. Poignant seems to be the word.
And several other things that we have watched are the DVD The Ice Storm and a bit of the TV movie Vertical Limit. On top of which, there was an Andy Warhol exhibit of car wrecks at the Walker when I was there the other day. And the weather has been icy here. So thoughts of “ordinary tragedies” have been on my mind—a car wreck here will mess you up just as surely as a car bomb over there. Anyway, feeling vulnerable.
“Father Injured By Hockey Puck Declared Brain Dead.” He was hit with a puck just below the ear during a hockey game, an injury quite similar to that of Thomas, and circumstances seem similar too, in that I’d guess he was having a good time, doing something that he loved when it happened. Can well imagine the whole hospital thing, the brain death certification, the organ donation bureaucracy. Rare, but quite similar.
Also led me to think of the news coverage. I didn’t find any news report of Thoms’ death. Perhaps that is a good thing. I just Googled his name—mostly came up with emails about humus. Then, I got distracted and Googled “David Schons.” Got: bicycle racing; furniture refinishing; Least Cost Optimization for the Petfood Industry—an article; Rabbit Dictionary for use on Palm OS; Golf In Luxembourg; 2005 Heart of the Beast Mayday Parade; a reference to the dragonfly blog.
The other day when I was writing about my trip to the Walker I noted that I had invested a considerable amount of time in editing. Well, I invested a bit more when I also got around to checking for XHTML compatibility. I failed on things like the Google link to the Star Tribune’s article about the Walker, and on MT Blogroll. Other people’s code. Don’t know what to do about that.
Mary and Colleen stopped by. They are on their way to Brazil for a year where Colleen will be doing ethnomusicology research on a Fullbright scholarship. The city where they will be was a prime slave-trading port, so I can’t help but think of St. Thomas, where I did my first year of teaching in the early 1990s—it was also a major slave-trading port. Very African.