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Coping with the death of a loved one
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The hand is my feeler with which I reach through isolation and darkness and seize every pleasure, every activity that my fingers encounter. With the dropping of a little word from another’s hand into mine, a slight flutter of the fingers, began the intelligence, the joy, the fullness of my life. – Helen Keller, “A […]
The hand is my feeler with which I reach through isolation and darkness and seize every pleasure, every activity that…
Arnold Guttman was thirteen years old when his father drowned in the Danube River. From that time the heartbroken Arnold swore to himself that one day he would become a good swimmer. Five years later, while still a student of architecture in Hungary, he accomplished much more: he won two gold medals in the inaugural […]
Arnold Guttman was thirteen years old when his father drowned in the Danube River. From that time the heartbroken Arnold…