My friend Melvyn died at 93 in October, but he continues to speak to me through his letters, essays and other writings. He wrote these lines when he was about to turn 70:
I am curiously content. I have what it takes for me to be happy: someone to love, something to do, something to look forward to.
Some people doubt the value of leaving behind letters, memoirs and other records of their lives. I’m not among the doubters.
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