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Harry Halbkram has been many things - a teacher, a caregiver, a Cold War spy, and most importantly, my father. For more than a decade, has been fighting an endless war he knows he’s going to lose.
Read MoreI wonder what he imagines in the darkness, if he even imagines anything at all. His brain doesn’t work like yours or mine; and through everything I’ve never once considered it to be a colorful place. What a cruel joke it would be for a brain, stunted at each mental and biological response we take for granted, to dream in color.
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