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The Curing Sands of Time

Every summer I swim in the waters where I cast my mother's ashes decades ago. My grand-nephew's death propelled me there again today.

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Second Beach, Middletown, RI, Aug. 26, 2024. My mother’s ashes were scattered in the far end waters 34 years ago

Every summer I return to Second Beach in Middletown, Rhode Island, just outside Newport, where I swim in the waters where I scattered my mother’s ashes on a cold day in February, 1991.

As was appropriate for her helter-skelter life, our modes…

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