A walk yesterday to clear the head and boost the spirit. The day was made for it, a gift of a day if ever there was one. I walked fast and long, as if I could outpace grief. 

That wouldn’t happen, but there were delights along the way: Lake Audubon, resplendent on a May morning, the scampering of squirrels and chipmunks, a green bank shining in the sun. 

We who are still living pick up the banner and march on. It is our duty … and our privilege.