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A Cheery Update

You may remember that around the start of January, my dear acquaintance Charity was life flighted to the Cleveland Clinic's ICU to await a set of lungs for a second double lung transplant, and I was rather beside myself. At the end of January they found a perfect match (God bless, forever and ever, the family that allowed their tragedy to be someone else's miracle) and I'm happy to say that yesterday, after three months in the hospital, My Friend the Opera Singer walked out of the hospital and gets to go back home, to live, to continue the long recovery, and to continue spreading her sunshine.

Congratulations, Charity! Our interaction at the Committee was brief, but your example and your kindness have stayed with me. Best of luck with your new lease on life <3

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