Robbie lost a life-long friend last week. We would have flown to New York for the funeral. But as with so many life-cycle events during COVID, only immediate family could attend. So there we were, towing our RV along Interstate 75, marveling at the Florida Everglades, and Zooming into Suri’s funeral.
As the landscape went from sawgrass to cypress swamp to pine uplands along “Alligator Alley,” we both shed tears and smiles as the rabbi recited traditional prayers and family members recalled Suri’s irrepressible spunk.
We were sad, but this was no despondent drive.
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