The longer I go about living, I see it's the relationship that is most meaningful.
I had just been promoted to the first rugby team. It was a perfect, wonderful coming of age. My brother was already in the team, and my father had come to watch us. We went home, and my father died in front of me. Horribly, in about half an hour. He had a heart attack.
I understand that the end does not justify the means. And this should be a lasting value for democracy.
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