Monday, November 11, 2013

The Bravest Woman I Ever Knew

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In reality, I can say that about two women and not worry about the contradiction one bit.

My friend E. was a senior dame with a bad hip when a friend of hers died in Ireland. The late twentieth century troubles had been boiling for years. E. flew to Old Sod to keep her friend’s estate out of the hands of the local terrorists. That accomplished, she then accompanied a busload of traumatized young children on a long journey to a safe haven.

What I really admire about E. was her decision to leave her car as a beater after it was totaled. She spent the insurance money on a visit to one of her daughters.


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