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February 24, 2006

Danny and Annie.

T
ears streamed down my face as I listened to this incredibly moving piece on this morning's "Morning Edition" on NPR. (You have to click on the "listen" button just below the title.)

My wife, whom I love more than anything, is traveling today to visit a dear friend of ours, a contemporary with kids our childrens' ages, who is battling cancer. At the moment the battle is not going too terribly well. Perhaps this, in part, explains my tears.

Or maybe it's just a lovely, lovely story.

Give it a listen.

Posted by Eric at February 24, 2006 9:03 AM

Comments

I found this piece to be similarly moving.

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/02/26/fashion/sundaystyles/26LOVE.html?pagewanted=2&_r=1

Posted by: Dabney at February 26, 2006 10:15 AM

This morning NPR reported that Danny died the other day.

Posted by: Dale at February 28, 2006 8:42 PM