Aug 31, 2000
I sleep in his semi-retired white cotton undershirts, the cheap ones that get like some perversly expensive fabric from wear and washing. Every time I go to his closet and click the safety catch open to access the neatly folded pile I think of Eleanor, who used to say when I would get out of bed and take another one of the t-shirts from the huge box: "You know, you can't just take a fresh one of those every day." She was trying to make a living one student summer having had things like "girl" and "boy" screened on them and we both came from households where you didn't take a fresh thing every day. I get such pleasure from taking a fresh t-shirt every night and not hearing a reproach, merely an echo of frugality.
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I sleep in his semi-retired white cotton undershirts, the cheap ones that get like some perversly expensive fabric from wear and washing. Every time I go to his closet and click the safety catch open to access the neatly folded pile I think of Eleanor, who used to say when I would get out of bed and take another one of the t-shirts from the huge box: "You know, you can't just take a fresh one of those every day." She was trying to make a living one student summer having had things like "girl" and "boy" screened on them and we both came from households where you didn't take a fresh thing every day. I get such pleasure from taking a fresh t-shirt every night and not hearing a reproach, merely an echo of frugality.
- rachael 8-31-2000 1:18 pm