It’s my birthday, four years away from a new decade.
Old-fashioned cards and letters in the mail with enthusiastic congratulations.
Below that is a beautiful drawing by a peer. The number 90 surrounded by flowers, leaves and hearts in beautiful colors. On the back in her straight, fearless handwriting: That we won’t experience it.
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A version of this article also appeared in the September 20, 2023 newspaper.