It was a gloomy, rainy day when we held Diane's funeral. Mom was down with a sore throat and other sundry ills, so I drove alone to the church. I had forgotten the church was right next to the old Waldorf school, which was the beginning of my school experience...I was there from Nursery to grade 2, and they taught a very different way there, very
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