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Your slow reader, slow-to-react dear friend is just catching up. Just reading that you were teary-eyed made me teary eyed even before I read this story, and the earlier one. Then there were more tears.

I was your neighbor for 10+ years in Sunset Park. You helped sustain and entertain us during those 10 years and really brought the neighborhood to life. Our neighbor with the purple doors was unlike any other. I never would have guessed, not even for a moment, that you suffered with any kind of sadness.

I have a very dear friend who is a therapist. I told her that when we leave Long Island and arrive at our upstate cabin a certain indescribable calm comes over us. She has told me more than once that sometimes nature can do what cannot be done in any therapy session. So, when you and Chris are ready we hope you will head north to join us to inhale the fresh air and roast marshmallows on an open fire.

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Think of it this way, every time we saw it each we laughed--the best medicine--and together we successfully got each other through our husbands' dissertations and the kids first years, although there was that one time I lost the two oldest. You are a dear dear friend and, yes, a visit to the cabin where we'll share more laughs! Love you

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