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“I was daunted by what it meant to live overseas as they aged. I started to count on my fingers how many months total I’d get with my dad, aware we’d never live under the same roof again, and discovered new wrinkles each time he’d pick me up from the airport. Although he was the kind of person I thought could live past 100, I was always aware that I'd live the majority of my life without him, even before he got sick.”

“He told me how deeply he’d understood the final moments of the play where the video holds still on my father, rocking me to sleep as a baby, describing the details of a panic attack he’d had that morning, anticipating an uncertain future. The stranger told me how he himself so clearly understood that moment. Holding your child in silence, knowing they’ll never be that small again...I asked the man what his name was.

‘Ted,’ he said. The same name as my dad.”