Funerals

Going to a funeral tonight. I don't go to many. Nor to weddings. I can't go to a funeral without thinking of the ending of Saul Bellow's Seize the Day. Now there's a very fine novelist. So is Philip Roth, whose American Pastoral I'm rereading.

Weather turned gray and gloomy again but summer is supposed to return by the weekend. Very strange cycle of weather lately.