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[Title] => Dual citizenship
[Summary] => There’s a saying that youth is wasted on the young. Increasingly these days, old age is wasted on the old.
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[Title] => Family Ties
[Summary] => I had occasion one evening last week to gather with long lost relatives, four generations in all, in a raucous, confusing–and of course very delicious–dinner that traced relations through a labyrinthine web of grand-uncles and second, third and fourth cousins. The reason for that was the visit of my cousin Marshall, son of my father’s second sister, and his family. I do not remember ever having met Marshall, though he populates many of the stories and bits of chismis that I gather from aunts and uncles when I nose around the family cupboard in search of roots.
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LOLA DUCK
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