I hope I have helped even a fraction of the people who’ve helped me in my life. At every stage. Always, always, a hand has reached out from behind a curtain, through a fog, at the corner of an accidental turn. Help from a person or a new experience that has swept me to another way of seeing. Every day I look back—and that’s wh…
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