David Sedaris remembers, in a way, his sister Tiffany, who committed suicide earlier this year.
Compared with most forty-nine-year-olds, or even most forty-nine-month-olds, Tiffany didn't have much. She did leave a will, though. In it, she decreed that we, her family, could not have her body or attend her memorial service.
"So put that in your pipe and smoke it," our mother would have said.