A reflection as we head into year two of this pandemic.
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Remembering Nana
I. This morning my Nana passed away at the age of ninety-nine.
Now where were we?
Reflections and Ramblings: Volume Twenty-Six
a library of impressions
A reflection as we head into year two of this pandemic.
I. This morning my Nana passed away at the age of ninety-nine.
Reflections and Ramblings: Volume Twenty-Six
