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A Sacred, Unlikely Friendship, Maintained Through Terrifying Times
By Mira Ptacin
At 87, my friend Ned narrowly escaped Covid-19's invasion of his nursing home. Here's what it made me realize.
Ned and I
I'm 36. One of my best friends is 84. I try to live in the moment, knowing our relationship might be a fleeting one.
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