RIP Michael Crawford
Deenah Vollmer
Deenah Vollmer0
RIP Michael Crawford. Very sad to say goodbye to Michael Crawford, who passed away yesterday at the age of 75. I first met Michael in 2008 on the New Yorker softball team. He, his wife, Carolita, and I all had matching Fjallraven kanken backpacks in different colors. His was bright blue, and I can't remember what mine was at the time—I've had a few. Mind you, this was before the Fjallraven craze, before the Soho store(s!), before you could buy these backpacks at J Crew. You had to get them in Europe! So the three of us were instantly bonded by our ahead-of-the-trend fashion choices. Anyway, Michael and Carolita were my first friends on the team, and brought much warmth and cheer to the games. Two years ago, they had me over to their beautiful apartment in Inwood, which you can see in pictures from this New York Times article, for spaghetti, and I got to see Michael's bright, beautiful, joyful paintings. I'm gonna miss this guy a lot.Michael CrawfordDeenah Vollmer
Deenah Vollmer1
Michael Crawford. I'm heartbroken to learn that one of my favorite New Yorker cartoonists is losing the battle to cancer. He was the first person to be nice to me when I joined the new yorker softball team as an intern back in 2009, and when he learned that I was going to be spending the summer in cape cod, he gave me a watercolor set and told me I had to paint while I was there. He's raising money in order to live out his last days at home. If you can help, help."It says the cost of the flight went up because we acknowledged its existence."Deenah Vollmer
Deenah Vollmer0
"It says the cost of the flight went up because we acknowledged its existence.". From this week's issue. Ha, yes, buying flights are the worst! Also, "who farted?" totally works here in a simple and sweet domestic way, like they're so close they don't even know if they farted or if it was their partner, just a casual convo while surfing the web.
