Back in September, on a Sunday the day after draculachanter  and I moved, we went to a memorial service.  Matt had been a coworker of hers about ten years ago at a now-defunct dot com, and they had remained friends.  Matt and his wife Anne were at one of our summer parties several years ago, and that was the only time I met him.  He was funny, gregarious, geeky ( Read more... )

( A long post about death and memory behind the cut )