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Friday, October 23, 2009

The last time I had the flu was late winter in 1995. During my siege of illness -- this was a doozie case of flu -- friends of ours were married in our living room. Attending were out-of-town family members related to the bride and groom, of course, but I had never met most of these family members before. I was so doped up on over-the-counter cough suppressants and fever reducers and goodness knows what else that I was plumb loopy. I'm sure more than one of the visiting guests assumed I was The Relative No One Talks About in Public.

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