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From: A Life in Four Movements (An Unfinished Symphony) My father is dying at home in hospice care. I’ve been calling my mother more—once a week now instead of once a month—and every time she answers, her voice startles me. Not because it’s aged (though it has), but because it carries centuries of the Cumberland…
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