COLUMN. Reinhilde Decleir died at 73. That’s young. I would have loved to have seen her play Great-grandmummy too

Every Saturday our columnist Nadine Van Der Linden looks back on the week. The death of Reinhilde Decleir makes her think about the number 73. No age at which obituary cards mention that it is ‘much too young’, but you can’t call it old either. A seventy is not yet eighty or ninety. “When ‘being old’ seemed to me to be one pot, now I can see the shades of this large group.”

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