Category Archives: Death

Day 22: Brothers

Posted on September 20, 2024 by Jan Morrill

This morning, I’m at a hotel in Lexington, Kentucky, waiting to attend the funeral of my Uncle Johnny. He was my dad’s youngest brother and the last of the Marler boys in my dad’s generation. Uncle Johnny was a loving, … Continue reading →

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Holding On and Letting Go

Posted on February 9, 2021 by Jan Morrill

On Sunday, as Steve and I often do, we wrote on a writing prompt for ten minutes. The prompt was “Days Gone By.” With thoughts of my father still wrapped around my mind, here’s what I wrote: Tomorrow will be … Continue reading →

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Holding On and Letting Go

Posted on February 9, 2021 by Jan Morrill

On Sunday, as Steve and I often do, we wrote on a writing prompt for ten minutes. The prompt was “Days Gone By.” With thoughts of my father still wrapped around my mind, here’s what I wrote: Tomorrow will be … Continue reading →

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One Thing Left to Say

Posted on September 12, 2010 by Jan Morrill

If you had only one thing left to say, what would it be? Nine years ago as I watched the events of 9/11 unfold, the answer came as an epiphany. Mark Bingham was a passenger on United Flight 93, a hijacked airplane apparently headed for the … Continue reading →

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One Thing Left to Say

Posted on September 12, 2010 by Jan Morrill

If you had only one thing left to say, what would it be? Nine years ago as I watched the events of 9/11 unfold, the answer came as an epiphany. Mark Bingham was a passenger on United Flight 93, a hijacked airplane apparently headed for the … Continue reading →

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