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| Notre Dame, where we prayed for Uncle Albert |
In Ottawa, we were at the Andaz Bayard Market, when we weren’t at the hospital or praying at Notre Dame.
Uncle Albert brought us there to meet another former student of his that now taught at the University, another spidery man but not so short as Maynard Hale nor with as much of a sting, Luc DuBoisson. We all met for lunch. We all got sick. Uncle Albert ended up in the emergency room, where he was hooked up to an IV. Then, he was admitted to the hospital: there was worry that he might still become dehydrated.
He spent a night and a day. Then, he spent another night and another day, none of us was sure why. We spent another day in the city to rest up; then we went on to Sudbury.
He spent a night and a day. Then, he spent another night and another day, none of us was sure why. We spent another day in the city to rest up; then we went on to Sudbury.
08.21.17
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