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Two poems written about my mother while helping my father care for her. She is gone now, but I have these drops of thought in the ocean that is my loss. 

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Sons and Daughters

Sharon and I saw the musical ”1776” on Broadway during our honeymoon in 1971. A John Adams line from that play sticks with me even today. As he spoke about his frustration with his inability to convince the Continental Congress of the necessity of American independence, he spoke the words, “Is anybody there? Does anybody care?” It’s likely that in your political career, this sentiment and perhaps those very words have come to your mind.

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In the early 1990s, my sisters and I began to notice our mother, Jessie, showing the unmistakable signs of the dreaded disease of forgetting. As she neared 80, this woman full of life and song became increasingly incapacitated, every move, meal, and moment needing assistance. By the time she passed in the fall of 2012, constant care seemed all she ever knew. She was 92 years old.    But there is more to our story.

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