Another Jane Pratt Thing

Another Jane Pratt Thing

When I Was 20, My Brother River Died.

On Halloween.

Oct 31, 2025
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Hi trickers and treaters,

You are going to have to wait for my usual hilarity and hijinks (which there were a LOT of this week, so definitely check that out when I publish it tomorrow). That’s because this piece from my and your wonderful Rain stands on its own. She wrote this just for you and is also showing you at the end of the story a picture with her brother River that has never before been seen. Let’s honor that by convening in the comments to thank her and to talk more about her beautiful story. I’m not even going to tell you to buy a t-shirt beforehand. I love you all and I thank you, Rain.

Love, Jane

By Rain Phoenix

When I was 20, my brother River died. The experience of losing him was unimaginably painful and traumatic. Further compounded by the intense media coverage around his tragic death which felt invasive and cruel.

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