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Found photos that mum kept on her iPad. She had at least one of each family member and friend. Sharing them helped me get back to my tribe.

Nixon’s genuine grief. My faith in humanity was restored. So glad that mum hasn’t been forgotten. So glad that she is still thought of fondly.

First lessons. Loud instrument. Great sound.

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