March 9th, 2005

bobby hill

someone far away is dead

I just heard that one of the dykes we knew in Kansas---a good, spirited woman---died in a car crash.

It's not as if I'd been keeping in touch with her much. She'd gotten a partner since we'd left, and I'd heard that, but I hadn't spoken to her since then. So it's that odd way it makes one sad to have the knowledge of someone's dying, vs. the loss of that person in one's own daily, or even monthly or yearly, life.

R.I.P., Sistah.