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July 16
I feel guilty about this, but July 16 passed this year without me remembering it as the anniversary of Grandpa’s death. I think that’s the first time that has ever happened. Nineteen years. *** I was studying in Bath, England that summer, my senior year at Ohio State. It was the most exciting thing to…
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Sentimental Journey
The night before Grandma died, she woke up, briefly, and teased my brother for coughing. “Ah-choo,” she said, smiling. Then she slipped back into unconsciousness. That was the last we heard her voice. It was just a couple weeks between her diagnosis of terminal cancer and her death. We thought it was Alzheimer’s, but it…
Karyn Johnson 