Category: family
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My mother Irene would be the first to blame good genes for her longevity. After all, her mother, Yvonne, lived to 105, and Yvonne traveled independently until she was about 102, visiting kids, grandkids and greatgrandkids all over Canada and the United States. I think Irene’s love of life and curiosity about the world may…
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I never know where a conversation will go with my mother Irene. She can talk music. She can talk politics. She can talk literature. She can talk spirituality. She can talk travel. And, of course, history. Today, we hit a little bit on all those topics, but my favorite conversation came when I asked her…
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The story, told this week on This American Life, made me pull over and cry. For its beauty, for its simplicity. It tells the story of people who don’t want drug addicts to die. I would give more details, but I think others might appreciate experiencing this story the way I did. Here’s a link:…