“My grandmother is dead. Our best Best is dead. Thus also part of me and part of us all died. Because that's how it is with us humans. We're connected guys. We need each other and therefore we also need to remember – the way we do here today. "
Thus began the speech I gave at the funeral of my 97-year-old grandmother,. . .
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