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Neighbors

Across the fence, across the hall,

The people nearest know us small—

The wave at dawn, the evening light,

The porch lamp glowing through the night.

They share the weather, lend a hand,

Help carry burdens unplanned.

A borrowed tool, a kindly smile,

A friendly chat that lasts a while.

Through seasons turning, year by year,

They become familiar, dear.

Not bound by blood, yet often close,

Like steady roots beneath a rose.

And when hard days arrive unbidden,

Their quiet goodness is not hidden.

A knock, a meal, a word that stays—

Simple kindness lights the days.

For neighborhoods are more than streets,

More than houses where life meets.

They are built by hearts that choose

To care, to help, to share good news.

So here’s to neighbors, near and true,

Whose ordinary deeds shine through—

The threads that weave, both strong and warm,

A sense of home in every storm.

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A warm aloha to my older sister, Kelly Lee Curtis. She passed away this morning. In her home. In nature. At peace.

She was my first friend and lifelong confidant. She was jaw droppingly beautiful, and a talented actress. She played a mean game of hearts, collected turtles, loved her family, nature, music, thrifting, travel, Facebook, and Pokémon Go. She was proud of her Danish roots and Hungarian Jewish ancestry and was a devoted American patriot.

She will be remembered for her loving generosity, fierce opinions, endless curiosity, unique style, and her powdered, almond, crescent cookies at Christmas, hence her name, Auntie Cookie.

Kelly always signed off any message or fare thee well with a Hungarian blessing…

Isten Veled, God is with you.

Isten Veled to my sister of the sun and the moon, my Tai. I'll see you on down the line.

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In 1984 on December 17, in the evening before my wedding, my sister, Kelly, who was my maid of honor, came to my apartment and slept over. Our friend, Suzanne Tenner. @suz_tenner came and made a portrait of the sisters before I got married. She sent me this contact sheet today in condolence for the loss of my beautiful sister.

My sister and I were close as children but also had that sibling competition for divorced parent's attention, and love and we were wildly different and lived apart for many years, but she came back to be with me at my wedding and never really left again. She worked for me at one point when she was in between jobs as my assister-aunt and became an integral part of my family structure. I miss her today but am buoyed by the knowledge that she is at peace.

Jamie Lee Curtis

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You Are Not Alone

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I got sick during my Ph.D.—but couldn’t afford treatment. Grad students need better support

Lara de Macedo Monteiro is a Ph.D. candidate at the University of Vermont.

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