Your words make me think of my own father’s passing - and the smell of his closet - of him - when my siblings and I were all cleaning out his house together. His favorite suit was one he’d bought at Sears. If you want an image of what it looked like, all you need to know is it was washable. I’ll always remember that closet . . .

Thinking of ya’, Jack. Hoping all my thoughts are joining together with those of everyone else thinking of you and in some small way, helping you get through.

Joan