“I’m Dewey’s youngest sister.” Grief revisited.

“I'm Dewey’s youngest sister.” These words of introduction hold unique poignancy for me. I've not been able to say them in a long time. My brother died an unexpectedly early and quick death from pancreatic cancer nearly six years ago.  At one Thanksgiving collection of out-of-state family members he was there, at the next he …

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