David and his sister Ruth scanned a bunch of slides of Clara and assorted Frames with our scanner last night, so it has been put to good use. We had a hug (and a few speculations about batch scanning, unsharp mask, ROC, etc.) and looked at some pretty great pictures of Frames past and present, and the great, wonderful Clara — sadness, there was, in plenty; but warmth, too — there was a lot of life in the room. And we, struck dumb by the hole left by such an unexpected, huge absence, muddled through all right, wet eyes notwithstanding. Then I left David to batch away.