Burnt Autumn
My mother is eighty-six years old. She looks full of vitality, though her health is challenged by a less than perfect heart and a recent diagnosis of dementia. She’s facing this bravely, in the same way she has always faced adversity. Born in 1930, her early life was dominated by extreme poverty and the 1939-45 European war. She was, in her own words, … Read More Burnt Autumn

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