October 23, 2018 Issue

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Married 62 years, Mom’s 93 and Dad’s 91. I shuttle them between wakes and doctor visits. At 61, I’m so blessed to enjoy home cooking and word puzzles in the house where I grew up. But driving home afterward, I shake off the anxious certainty that any of my visits to see them together will someday be the last.
By Joy Duckett Cain