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May 24, 2005

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Deidre

I've been amazed by how simply and elegantly you have phrased the vicissitudes of death. When my father was dying, his girlfriend asked him what it was like. Out of a haze where he was more there than here, he said two words "inconceivable freedom." Like you, I'm a fan of convertibles and later, driving along twisting roads with the wind in my hair, those words came back to me. That moment of transcendence on the winding roads is but a glimmer of what the true future is... This year, when my stepfather and his father died within a month of each other I held those words close to me.

I don't know you personally but reading your words I felt I had to say something, if only to say I understand.

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