I think I feel so sad for Barack's loss because I miss my own grandmother so very much. I can only imagine what it would be like to lose her the night before one of the biggest moments of my life (win or lose).
My sister told me last night she has always thought of me and Anne Frank together. Apparently, writing in your diary in your room in Quincy is the same as doing similar elsewhere while Nazi hunt for you. And apparently we look alike... this is not helped by the fact I have cut my hair up to my jaw line and now have bangs (!). This has been her
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