A weekend in Woods Hole brought back so many memories of Redmond — the pot of farro and tomatoes we shared our first week (he wouldn’t hear of it when I apologized for adding way too much salt), quiet smoke breaks off to the side, just the two of us. He was so open, generous, and brave, especially when he took the Moth story slam stage in Boston and shared how much this experience and community meant to him. Redmond’s courage and integrity inspired me, and I’m so grateful to have shared that time with him.
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