• A blessing and a curse

    Upon the death of Yasser Arafat, a Palestinian journalist he jailed sums up the legendary leader's ambiguous legacy.
  • You can't take it with you

    Table Talkers sound off on their debts -- and deaths.
  • Bitter medicine

    A reaction to vaccinations, including anthrax, probably killed 22-year-old Rachael Lacy -- and her grieving father thinks the Army has a lot of questions to answer.
  • Graceful exit for an excitable boy

    Funny, smart and touching, Warren Zevon's "The Wind" -- his latest album and presumably his last -- is also one of his finest.
  • The online way of death

    Log on, click, buy a cremation -- hassle-free funerals are here, thanks to the Net.
  • Dead man decomposing

    An excerpt from "Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers," by Mary Roach.
  • Death of a dreamer

    In her green hometown, far from the squalid road in Gaza where she was crushed by an Israeli bulldozer, the young activist is remembered as an idealist who loved life.
  • Murder most foul

    Medical researchers now believe that homicide, not medical complications, is the leading cause of pregnancy-associated death.
  • O Noraht, Noraht

    I wanted to love my mom because she did the best that she could do. But her best was terrible.
  • Lynda Barry

    Eulogy
  • When your kids are in the line of fire

    A parent in the path of a spree killer has little to offer beyond slim protection and lessons in real life.
  • Anniversaries

    Like all the other blazoned dates of our lives, private and public, Sept. 11, too, will fade away.
  • Imagining death

    From Alice Sebold's "The Lovely Bones" to Stephen King's "From a Buick 8" to Haruki Murakami's "After the Quake," post 9/11 fiction offers readers consolation, harsh truths and a glimpse of the great mystery.
  • Embracing death

    A recent study says that parents who hold their stillborn infants may be traumatized by the experience. Yes, the moments I spent with my dying newborn were the most painful of my life -- but they were also the richest.
  • The Madman and me

    Ozzy and I crossed paths on the worst day of my life. Boy, am I grateful.
  • Found and lost

    I thought I was one of the lucky 9/11 relatives: I had the remains of my husband. But then the medical examiner informed me I was grieving over only 40 percent of Eddie's body.
  • New last words for my mother

    I meant what I said, but I wish I hadn't said it.
  • "My son was killed because of the occupation"

    Israel's Women in Black say the blood of their children is on Sharon's hands.
  • Wrath of a terror widow

    Yes, we are angry, often justifiably, but we are not ungrateful opportunists making a buck on the death of loved ones. That person is cartoonist Ted Rall.
  • Loving a ghost

    I believed that if I could get through the trifecta of holidays after Sept. 11 without Eddie, I could get to the finish line of my grief. But I'd forgotten about Valentine's Day.
  • Seaweed soup

    A rich Korean brew filled with slimy green ribbons soothes a mother after the birth of one son and the death of another.
  • What lies beneath

    It's been four months and New York looks normal, but it's not. Not for New Yorkers.
  • It takes one to know one

    A mother who has lost a child is an ally in the hellish war against all-consuming grief.
  • Playing dead

    I enjoyed years and years of violence and killing, but I was totally unprepared for death.
  • Kurt Vonnegut: "My God, Vesuvius has erupted again!"

    At 79, the author of "Slaughterhouse Five" reflects on Sept. 11, death, heaven and the meaning of life.
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