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The Conversion of Rosie: Part 1

I took my mom to get her hair cut. Since she had chemo over a year ago,  no hairdresser’s been able to tame her soft white hair. She looks like Punk Rocker meets Alfalfa. Once, I saw her elderly tablemate … Continue reading

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