Why would President Obama's White House waffle and obfuscate about the matter for three months, allowing Republicans and the conservative blogosphere to hyperinflate it into the grave scandal it turned out, on Friday, not to be?
"With us, only close relatives, no more than four, should touch the body (to wash it) and place it in the grave".
I will leave it behind, and utter it from the grave.
He was overwhelmed and wrote to Proust, apologising for the rejection, calling it "the gravest error" and "one of the most burning regrets, remorses, of my life".
Tradition has it the graves of Alfred and his family were left undisturbed but subsequently ransacked during the construction of the town jail in 1788.
You might not believe it from the looks of it, but the grave above is in better condition than others throughout the park.
In fact, it's not Vigneron's preparation; he stole it from the grave of Eugenie Brazier, aka Mère Brazier, France's first woman to get three Michelin stars.
And they might find it, among a thousand others, right where I'd returned it, atop the grave, just moments before the asteroid struck the earth.
"He takes it to the grave".
It's the grave of our rebbe, the Lubavitcher rebbe.
It is the grave of his toddler son.
