A Hazy Yellow Feeling
I had an uncle named Tom. An aunt named Robbie. Four cousins I never really got to know. In 1972, they were killed when a bomb destroyed a passenger jet over Vietnam.
When I tell people this, they half don't believe me. I suppose that's fine. Our family just kind of grew up with it.
A Hazy Yellow Feeling is their story. And ours. For what it's worth.
A Hazy Yellow Feeling
The Long Goodbye: The Kenny Family, before.
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Before I tell you what happened to them, I want to spend some time letting them be alive again.
A son who built a stone wall by the lake and never finished it. A CEO who talked the board into buying a company plane. A mother who kept the snack drawer full and the door unlocked. A girl behind a camera. A boy with a postcard and a joke about an M16. A girl who danced. A thirteen-year-old who'd just had her birthday cake.
This is Episode 2. The Long Goodbye.
If this story is part of your story too — I'd love to hear from you. hazyyellowfeeling@gmail.com