Is this about death in the sense of destruction or is loss the same as death? Is my red raw silk jacket now dead because the version I knew of it is gone?
OBITUARY: The Red Raw Silk Jacket
The Red Raw Silk Jacket was purchased in late 1999 from a thrift store in Olympia, Washington. It fearlessly endured its teenage owner for a span of less than two years before moving on. The jacket was greatly accomplished in its presentation, featuring slightly wide, slightly cropped sleeves. It hit the upper thigh in length and closed with a single glorious oversize fabric button. The date of the original manufacture of the item was estimated to be from between 1950 to 1958 in the United States. In one of the few moments it was worn out-of-doors, it is fondly remembered that this garment was worn to the movie The Red Violin. Perhaps the greatest love and affection for the Red Raw Silk Jacket was known when the torn lining in the arms eye was sewn back together, in two places, with a slim, even blanket stitch.
Under a most unfortunate situation, the jacket made its way back to the establishment from which it was purchased. In 2002, the jacket was believed to be seen being worn by its new owner. However, it was never verified to be the one and the same Red Raw Silk Jacket. At this late date, the jacket is held in the hearts of those who still remember it: P. Williams, E. Phillips, A. Thornton, and a deeply saddened former owner.
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