“Miss Jean Louise, stand up.” Your author’s passin’.
One of my favorite of Harper Lee’s saddest passages to honor her memory:
Neighbors bring food with death and flowers with sickness and little things in between. Boo Radley was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a pair of good-luck pennies, and our lives. But neighbors give in return. We never put back into the tree what we took out of it: we had given him nothing, and it made me sad.
Thank you, Harper Lee, for To Kill a Mockingbird and Go Set a Watchman. I hope we gave you better than nothing in return for the gifts you left for us. Rest now in peace.