Cornelius and Oliver, the Bartholomew cubs, awoke six weeks after George the groundhog saw his shadow. They awoke to a stream of light radiating through the cave while chickadees and nuthatches were singing and while the spring peepers peeped. They rejoiced. “Spring has sprung!” The brothers could not wait to play together among abundant food choices like roots, berries, meat, fish and succulent plants. They longed to use their strong claws to rip open logs for insects and grubs. They had the most wonderful thoughts until…….
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Keri Margaret O’Shea, formerly O’Brien, lives in Bedford, New York, with her husband, four children and Olivier, a Havanese. She summered in the Adirondack Park and grew up playing in the woods just like the Bartholomew brothers. Her first husband, of ten years, died of a brain tumor after a two-and-a-half year illness. Reading “When Dinosaurs Die,” ad nauseum, she pledged to her three small children that she would write a book to help others cope with sudden and anticipatory grief. Bedtime reading was the only tool that helped her, as a parent, navigate the discussion of grief.