This story is included in Tricia McCallum's first book of poetry: Nothing Gold Can Stay: A Mother and Father Remembered .
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It was my father, not I, who initiated the end-of-life "conversation" that would extend over more than two years. It began when he asked me to come over so we could review some "materials" he'd put together.
First there was the tragic news that Whitney Houston had been found dead in her hotel room. Immediately my thoughts went to her teenage daughter, Bobb...
When I was ten years old my mother said, "I'm going to the store for some milk and bread," and was gone. For the following two years, we didn't hear a single word from her.
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