Religion, From Youth To Middle Age

And: A secret smoker confesses, plus the joy of Clive James

I found this buried deep in the photos on my iPhone tonight. It’s a shot of my mother (right) and me (left) comforting my father as he rested on what would become his deathbed a day after this was taken in 2015. I ran it through the Brushstroke app to give it a painterly look back then. My mother is showing him a photo of my late sister Ruthie, telling …