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“More!”It was March 17, 2011. I was standing in my parents’ two- bedroom assisted living apartment. The hospice people had just left after speaking with Dad. In the room with me were Mom, Barb, my sister Rita, and my daughter Mindy, who happened to be home from university for spring break.Dad knew what hospice meant. …

Playing the Long Game

It was July 1976.I was 11 years old and had just finished 5th grade at Olympic View Elementary in Oak Harbor, WA. The nation had just celebrated our bicentennial — 200 years since the signing of the Declaration of Independence. And like most kids my age, I loved to listen to music.Prior to 1976, I …