This line - from the First Night at the Academy - almost made me cry:
"...the flashlight with your name in maternal cursive plays over every cm. of the walls..."
How many kids get sent to camps or schools with their joyful, new first names written in the loving hands of their mothers on tape or directly on the objects themselves?
I am recalling now how my wife did this for my joy and my daughter.
This is a wrist-slashingly beautifulsad image, created by two little DFW words.
I wonder if this would represent a davidfosterwallace-ism.com?
"...the flashlight with your name in maternal cursive plays over every cm. of the walls..."
How many kids get sent to camps or schools with their joyful, new first names written in the loving hands of their mothers on tape or directly on the objects themselves?
I am recalling now how my wife did this for my joy and my daughter.
This is a wrist-slashingly beautifulsad image, created by two little DFW words.
I wonder if this would represent a davidfosterwallace-ism.com?
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