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I will remember Mary, too, and her grieving family and friends, Betsy. That's one of the down sides of growing older--we lose our beloved ones all too often. I remember my stepmom when she first moved to her retirement community many years ago. (She died at 93 in 1987.) She got all dressed up for a dance and one of the women died while dancing. Can't think of a better way to go, though. Both your blogs are wonderful.

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