My niece, Steph, managed to find this photo of me and her dad, which she took about 20 years ago at a family get-together at their house. I didn’t know it existed until now. The snapshot of Rob and me made it onto this photo arrangement Steph created for display at his service.The night before Rob died, I happened to buy this puzzle for Suzanne’s and my next project. It is uncharacteristic of the kind of puzzles I bring home. It’s not the brand I like. It’s not full of the bright colors I like, and I don’t think hunting has ever been a theme of any puzzle I’ve ever owned. But for some reason, it caught my eye that evening. A few hours later, my brother—the hunter—was gone to the bigly hunt in the sky. The coyote tie next to the puzzle box is the Tie o’ the Day I wore to his service. He would have liked it—even though he was vehemently not a tie guy. As for the puzzle itself, I was too upset to put it together. After connecting a few puzzle pieces, I had to stop. I let Suzanne take over the assemblage. It needed to be done, gazed upon, then put away for good.😢