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sat down and took both his hands. They were shaking, and it wasn’t entirely the Parkinson’s.
“I know, Grandpa. I’m here. You’re okay.”
But he wasn’t okay. And I needed to understand exactly how not okay before I said one more word to anyone in my family.
I want to tell you about my grandfather, because this story doesn’t make sense without him.
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