It’s only a coat hanger. But it brings back such fond memories
A lifetime ago, in postwar Zagreb, my grandmother wrote her name on a wooden coat hanger. It means as much as any gravestoneWe spend an awful lot of time and money memorialising our loved ones. There is the gravestone, obviously, and then perhaps plaques on trees or park benches... #press
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