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Ronda Rich/Columnist
A new year has arrived and a half-ragged one lies behind, reduced now to memories.
It seemed, at times, I couldn’t enjoy the wonderful things popping around because of such bone-deep sorrow brought on by the home-going of loved ones.
It was death that had brought Sue Holliman and me together, bonding us into a steadfast friendship for the last 30 years. Sue’s son, Jay, was one of my best…
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