I was in the middle of writing an email to my friend Patricia (Patty) Berne when I got a text message from our mutual friend. “Come to the hospital quickly,” they said. “Patty’s dying.” My first thought was, ‘But that’s impossible. We’re right in the middle of a conversation.’ I knew that Patty had been sick, but it didn’t seem possible to me that they might die. Patty’s impact on me and the…
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