In 1944 a kitten named George (short for General Electric) was saved from drowning by a U.S. Navy crew member. George was then photographed and given a liberty card and detailed health record. Source.
many years ago me and best friend were traipsing around the local history museum . the museum had a long overlooked mummy room on the third floor
the sarcophagus on display was open, the elaborate lid hanging a foot above the casket to barely reveal the mummy inside, like;
and bestfriend said, Sometimes they wrote messages under the lid for the Dead to read ,
and she laid down on the dirty museum carpet next to the glass case , patting the ground next to her for me to follow suit . sure enough, the underside of the casket lid was covered in inked characters , a brochure of directions to the afterlife in case they woke up all organless and confused
someone else wandered in to the little mummy room and asked if we were ok. she said, Come check this out. so he laid down on the other side.
i crossed my arms over my chest , and so did they . four bodies , seeing a message intended for one; we love you, we miss you, we hope you find your way
My grandmother is Japanese and really likes to give gifts. Often those gifts are Japanese desserts or other food, but sometimes she just slips me cash, folded up inside a tiny, beautiful envelope. But she likes to pretend she's not giving me money, so when possible, she'll hide it somewhere that I will find later.
Today I spent the afternoon with her doing chores and tech support, and she clearly felt this warranted a significant gift in return (no matter that I enjoyed myself). But she forgot to slip something into my pocket or bag before I left, so instead she rushed outside as I was starting my car, making the old-school "roll down the window" gesture. Once I complied, she was forced to acknowledge she was handing me money, but she also tried to minimize the gesture.
The result was that she said, "Thank you, dear! I just wanted you to be able to... to buy yourself a hamburger," and then handed me a darling little envelope that turned out to contain $100. And all I could think was:
Taste the rainbow
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Ether, 2006, Stephanie Valentin
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Return to Magenta, Vinnoth Krishnan
redraw of a piece from november 2020