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(I could see how each move of the burial process had been carefully evolved to help the bereaved family separate from the one who had died. After all, the process had been refined through the centuries.

(Booklets titled “The Catholic Burial Rite” were handed out as we entered the church, and I kept my copy. After trying to stuff it into jacket pockets during the service, I finally ended up carrying it out with me quite openly. Nobody challenged me, asking for its return. I wanted to show it to Jane.

(I didn’t stay for the lowering of the casket. I don’t know whether the immediate family did or not. John Bumbalo had made arrangements for someone to give me a ride back to the hospital, where my car was. Jane and I went over the booklet of burial rites after lunch. I felt peaceful and tired, and put off starting these notes for a long time.

[...] I do not know whether to interpret this as a burial or not.

[...] I do not know whether to interpret this as a burial or not.” [...]

[...] Buried, however, near Lake Champlain, to the northwest in an old burial ground. [...]

You had a mass burial—land and people together, a folding-in of consciousness upon itself, of energies upon energies, as those people realized that their kind of existence could no longer be maintained. [...]

[...] Buried however near Lake Champlain, to the northwest in an old burial ground.

[...] Jane had a strong ill or grave feeling, meaning burial, here, and it is applicable. [...]