The Death of a Caroline Griswold
by Ann Neilson
Rufus Griswold, that jerk I mentioned a few posts back, is beginning to grow on me, which if you know me well is completely bizarre. I used to completely detest the man. Any who. Through my dear friend (whose Twitter you can find here) I was given notice of a letter that Grizzle wrote to another gentleman after his wife, Caroline, had passed away, which discusses her death. It is absolutely heartbreaking and I felt deeply compelled to share. Never have I been so moved to tears by a letter–never have I been moved by any letter, really. Anyway, here you go, I’ve posted a link to it below.