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A Day for Lovers, Without Mine
By Mark Liebenow
On my first Valentine’s Day without Evelyn, I spent hours paging through old photographs. Those pictures speak to our love and her resolve, but they don’t tell the whole story.
Looking Up at El Capitan
Dying while doing what we love is how we’d all like to go out. But as I watched my friends risk everything for the thrill of the climb, I felt compelled to remind them of the difference between challenge and folly.
Between Death and Goodbye
Before my wife's body was taken away — and her final organs harvested — I was able to spend a few precious moments with the woman I loved.
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