The opioid epidemic took away my cousin much too soon. As the fuzzy childhood memories of Bradley’s goofiness flooded my brain, I wrote his obituary. But after I wrote it, I felt conflicted. What do we say about the awful stories of our lives that respects the dignity and personhood of those whose voices are silent? I wrote about the experience for my course on Gender and Sexuality in the Hebrew Bible which explored these kinds of questions.
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