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It has been a bad year, but I won’t haunt Christmas. What space of this I can so rarely now find energy sufficient to open, let alone use, exists purely because a few generous friends (I thank particularly Jeremy Noel-Tod and Ian Heames) click the donate button. I’m grateful to them, and to the actual analogue friends in town…. Sam, Sara, Ace and Guthrie; Daniel, Jenny and Bramble; Franco and his restaurant for… their constant help and presence. Otherwise I have been able only to see immediate family and representatives of most medical specialities, over more than a year.
I’ve no strength to send out a card: but those who wish to will find this. Enjoy these days. Love from us, Val and Tom

I can do no more than report with sadness (the news is second/third hand a short while ago) that Ray DiPalma was found dead after being missed from his teaching. I know nothing but that. I owe Ray a lot… he was responsible for my first job at Bowling Green S.U. and published me in his DOONES press magazine and books. His own work, from poetry through translations on to his witty and delicate rubber-stamp books and other graphic work was ever interesting, awake, and reflective of his wide-ranging reading and interests. I have no strength to write more.

Death later confirmed by Merrill Gilfillan.

I took this photo of Ray in Bowling Green, Ohio, 1972.

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Here is Michael Lally’s note on Ray from Best American Poetry.