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Numbers on his arm told story.



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He was my patient.I couldn't bring my self to ask him about it. I knew what they were, but Alzheimer's had left him confused in a pleasant sort of way. I hoped that that was a time he did not remember.

by Mourningdove in Jewish Life on Jan 28, 2013 | add favorite | T-shirt

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