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  • Uncle Rius travelled to Australia with Aunt Moynie as a last resort. He had five types of cancer. He was over fifty-five; he had retired.

    I went to Temple Elementary School and asked if I could send him an email while he was undergoing treatment in Adelaide.

    The school said graciously, Of course, and I sat near the secretary and typed off my letter. I tried to be funny and make my uncle laugh. I don't know. By that time I had learnt there are situations where you just can't laugh. I guess no matter what Hope springs eternal in the human breast.

    Sonnet by Christina Rossetti
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