A Bittersweet, Keening Goneness, Part 6: Nothing Can Prepare You
On the Hunger For and Possibility of Shared Rapture.
Below is the sixth installment in my summer-long series of posts about my relationship with my late father, Jerry Hirshberg, and our shared and separate relationships to art we loved and/or made. Each essay responds to a selection from my dad’s homemade card catalog, which documents his lifelong music collecting habit. I want each of these pieces to sta…