February 2012
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“‘Why is there anything?’ 8 a.m, February 29, 2012.”
– my dad, from his death bed
“‘It’s terrible. You’re walking along, doing your job. And then...”
“‘It’s nice of you all to come. …Take care of each other. And...”
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