And thinking back to death and childhood, a friend from my 8th-9th grade, in a different episcopalian school in upstate, I found out later, got drunk and failed a curve. This was after my parents had dragged me from that school to the Sacred Heart one.
I had a crush on his sister Magda once, she was older, and smart.
I think that was my first untimely death.

I still have a crucible our mutual friend gave me. Thirty years later.