So right now, I’m thinking about the logistics of wheelchairs and a Japanese wake and/or funeral. I just got word that one of my daughter’s teachers has died. It was quite sudden – a fall at the deaf school (maybe a stroke?), and then surgery, and then, apparently, complications. He wasn’t her homeroom teacher, but this year he was teaching her, and the other two fifth graders art and one or two other subjects. He was also a sub-homeroom teacher when my daughter was in first and second grade, so she’s spent a lot of time with him. We were expecting him to visit us during summer vacation. He was a very kind and patient man, always smiling, and quick to laugh. I will miss him.