My dear friend Cristina Jill Mosqueda October 12th 2022 was a somber day, it was the day Kate called, to tell us that our beloved Jill had passed away. Adriana and I screamed no, no, no, as if by denying it we could bring her back. Kate had the courage to stay calm, even…
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Poet’s Corner
A Good Life You are right I know you do not hear that often enough to please you but this time you are right chocolate cream pie in Missoula on the 4th of July is no small thing nor is the Fiddler on the Roof on Broadway or a flyover of military jets as we…
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From the Editor
January 17, 2018 This morning, we had breakfast in the library. We chose the library because it is where the wood stove sits, our companion this winter, more so than ever before, as the snow that began falling last night, continues to cover our world. In a few hours Kate fly’s to Los…
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Tribute to Cristina Jill
My dear friend Cristina Jill Mosqueda October 12th 2022 was a somber day, it was the day Kate called, to tell us that our beloved Jill had passed away. Adriana and I screamed no, no, no, as if by denying it we could bring her back. Kate had the courage to stay calm, even…
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Poet’s Corner
A Good Life You are right I know you do not hear that often enough to please you but this time you are right chocolate cream pie in Missoula on the 4th of July is no small thing nor is the Fiddler on the Roof on Broadway or a flyover of military jets as we…
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From the Editor
January 17, 2018 This morning, we had breakfast in the library. We chose the library because it is where the wood stove sits, our companion this winter, more so than ever before, as the snow that began falling last night, continues to cover our world. In a few hours Kate fly’s to Los…
History was important to Jill. She was a historian. She believed that our stories mattered, and she wanted this site to be a place where people were included and their stories could be told.
But for me, this site is something different now.
It is about a woman who resuscitated me more than once, and the painful irony that when the moment came, I could not resuscitate her.
So this is my way of keeping her words, her stories, and her voice in the world, because she remains a part of me and always will.
Let me introduce you to the woman I knew and loved for almost 36 years.