About Me

name: Beanie
age: 35
email: bbbeans@yahoo.com


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Book: New York by Edward Rutherfurd

Music: 1999 by Prince

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Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
Ernie The Attorney
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Lessig Blog
Evan Schaeffer's Legal Underground
Jeremy's Weblog
Begging The Question
The Neutral Zone Trap
the imbroglio
Biting Tongue
Peanut Butter Burrito
Legal Quandary
In It But Not Of It
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Just Playin'
Res Ipsa Eloquent
How Appealing
Scoplaw
Lag Liv
Law v. Life
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Lowering the Bar
Bag and Baggage
The Uncivil Litigator
Will Work For Favorable Dicta
Transmogriflaw

ON THE WAY

Divine Angst
Frequent Citations
Magic Cookie
Knocked Up (and in Law School)
Butterflyfish
Mommy on the Floor
PT-LawMom
Thanks, But No Thanks
Law Ingenue
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think like a woman. act like a man.

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the underwear drawer
Do Not Overmix
Little Lost Robot
PostSecret
Overheard in the Office
JD2B

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Screaming Bean
Friday, January 12, 2007

My grandfather died yesterday. He had been terminally ill with esophageal cancer for about 7 months. Prior, in the year that I was out of work after law school, I got to spend some time with him and my mother. We would go up and visit him once a week, and usually take him out to lunch. He used to tell stories about all sorts of things, and the Irish in him always made you wonder if he was telling the whole truth or embellishing for effect. It was always entertaining certainly. After he got sick, I used to bring him sweet foods that I knew he'd eat...cherry pie, apple pie...and finally last Saturday, the spouse and I stopped by and brought him a vanilla milkshake from Burger King. He ate the whole thing...which was surprising since he ate very little recently. After I had passed the Bar he started referring to me as Judge. It always made me smile. He used to wear the law school hat I got him to his doctors appointments, and people used to mistake him as a retired judge. Saturday, we've been told, was one of the very last days he was lucid. He declined very rapidly, but thanks to Hospice he was well taken care of until the very last. Like my grandmother, he too has given his body to the medical school. We refer to him as "doing his year at med school." So in the short term, there will be no service. Once we receive his remains, we'll have a small memorial on the farm and spread both his and her ashes together. That's what they wanted. I miss them both dearly. He was 85, and my last living grandparent.

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