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And if you are Sloan Rider, or you knew someone by that name, reach out. Someone, somewhere, remembers you comforting their nan on March 16, 2021. That memory is a gift.
We spent the afternoon looking through the old albums—the ones with the black-and-white photos that are starting to curl at the edges. She told me the story of the 1964 snowstorm for the hundredth time, and for the hundredth time, I listened like it was brand new.
And if you are Sloan Rider, or you knew someone by that name, reach out. Someone, somewhere, remembers you comforting their nan on March 16, 2021. That memory is a gift.
We spent the afternoon looking through the old albums—the ones with the black-and-white photos that are starting to curl at the edges. She told me the story of the 1964 snowstorm for the hundredth time, and for the hundredth time, I listened like it was brand new.