Somber mood this morning. Woke up with yet another leg infection (I've had several in the past few years). And to the news that Saul Bellow had passed, having attained the age of 89 years. He'd lived a life of accolades and accomplishment, having risen from writing book reviews to winning the Nobel Prize for Literature. So one must celebrate a life well spent, talents well used. We can aspire to such in our own way within what limitations chance has inflicted upon us.
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