The Minneapolis Jewish Cemetery sits past a multi-block stretch of small businesses heading south on Penn Avenue, a half-mile off Highway 62 in Richfield. It wasn't until midsummer when I parked under a cluster of trees and saw the wave of tombstones that I realized it was going to be impossible to find Sid Hartman.
Because he died during the era of COVID-19, there was no public memorial. No large gathering of family, friends and co-workers. I went through the grief of losing someone at this time in the only way I could, sitting at home.
But months after his death, something kept telling me this longing was not going anywhere.