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Elizabeth Sandifer

Elizabeth Sandifer created Eruditorum Press. She’s not really sure why she did that, and she apologizes for the inconvenience. She currently writes Last War in Albion, a history of the magical war between Alan Moore and Grant Morrison. She used to write TARDIS Eruditorum, a history of Britain told through the lens of a ropey sci-fi series. She also wrote Neoreaction a Basilisk, writes comics these days, and has ADHD so will probably just randomly write some other shit sooner or later. Support Elizabeth on Patreon.

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  1. Phil Christman
    September 2, 2022 @ 10:58 am

    Lovely. God bless all of you. This is a perfect eulogy in that it makes me aware of what I miss by not having known the person.

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  2. Deer
    September 2, 2022 @ 2:58 pm

    Just lovely. Much love to you and your loved ones.

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  3. John Wood
    September 3, 2022 @ 6:34 am

    Great tribute. All the best to you and yours at this difficult time.

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  4. Austin Loomis
    September 5, 2022 @ 5:17 pm

    You walked up to me, looked at me for a moment, visibly struggling through the labyrinth of your post-stroke brain to find the words to tell me that I was your daughter and that I was loved and accepted, and finally mustered, “nice boobs!”

    I hope the congregants got the same chuckle at that moment that I did, and that it provided a relief from the sombriety [sic] of the occasion, and that they were laughing in the right direction.

    “Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us different ways. Then tears come, and like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until perhaps the strain become too great, and we break. But King Laugh he come like the sunshine, and he ease off the strain again, and we bear to go on with our labor, what it may be.”

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  5. Tony Mann
    October 17, 2022 @ 1:42 pm

    Thank you for that lovely piece. Through maths history I met your father a couple of times, many years ago now, and liked him enormously (and of course greatly admired his work as a historian). I was very sorry to hear of his passing.

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  6. Barry D.
    November 1, 2023 @ 4:54 pm

    I came by this touching eulogy that you wrote for your father today, I suppose, by a purposeful accident. I happened to be googling (a word that I suspect is a verb in today’s lexicon) people that I knew in my past and for some reason your father’s name popped into my head. I had known him through scouting and high school in NJ. Everyone in our HS knew that he was far and away the one of the most thoughtful and intelligent students in the school. I would like to share with you the day that I came to understand and appreciate your father….

    Each morning during homeroom we dutifully rose from our desks to recite the Pledge of Allegiance which was led by a senior classmate reciting the words through the school’s PA system. It was my 8th grade year and your father, a senior, had been selected to be the pledge reciter for that year. We all knew, not only the words to the pledge, but its precise cadence. That is, we thought that we knew its cadence, until your father first stepped up to the microphone. “I pledge allegiance…. one nation under god….” he recited. He didn’t include the pause or rest after the word “nation” that had been drilled into our heads for so many years past. One day I saw him in the hallway and I asked him about it. “In the verse there’s no comma after the word ‘nation’.” was his thoughtful reply. He was telling me in his kind voice to… pay attention to the details. Yep, that’s the day that I came to understand and appreciate your father.

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