In August, just weeks before I pack up the maroon mini-van and drive west to Colorado College, mom, Eric and I decide it’s time to release dad’s ashes. It’s mom’s 49th birthday. Fré Donne — free the woman. We collect fallen branches and yard debris and drag them down to the rocky shoreline below our house. Eric helps us pile it as high a…
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