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me and Steve at a wedding, Murray Hill, .NJ, 1979

This is me with the wart-mole on my way to Harvard College. You can’t see it but it is there, to the left of my nose, an ill piece of flesh a few mm wide.

me and Steve as little tykes, New Providence, NJ

my tablet camera has issues; but you can see how beautiful he was.

We were like peas in a pod. Way too close. Had to be pulled apart. But his DEATH was not necessary in this regard. And my mother too. With her it was about tbe ectopic pregnancy, She went to the hospital on my 5th birthday. She thought I wanted to kill her. She was like that. A little paranoid. She was never the same after that.

They had to do an exploratory surgery. There must have been bits of the baby left inside. She would have died otherwise.

There are problems with human reprduction that can’t currently be solved.

We were starting to make up at the end. But she died. It was so sad for me.