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Alone On Ward C


Erica Lyons

Erica Lyons

I read up on the Federalist Papers as I am certain I have more than exhausted my limited store of knowledge in that first visit. And so my knowledge of the Federalist Papers has now unexpectedly grown, as has my appreciation for the true meaning of community and how lucky we as Jews are.

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3 Responses to “Alone On Ward C”

  1. Wow, great article. I am "Mr. E." and while I still have cancer, of course, I am out of the isolation at Tung Wah and in a much better situation at Grantham Hospital.

    One correction. My sister is in her fifties and has done me great service in coming out here twice.

    Gentiles do tend to scatter each seeking their own way. I think we can learn from the Jewish emphasis on family.

  2. Also, Erica, people do leave Tung Wah; it's ravening ghosts don't want to eat Gweilos. When I was discharged a week after last year's election, I didn't, without my Mac Air or access to newspapers or English TV, know whether Obama had won. So I asked the ambulance guys who was President and I was ready to do the Eagle Rock when they said "Obama".

  3. Also, Erica, people do leave Tung Wah; it's ravening ghosts don't want to eat Gweilos. When I was discharged a week after last year's election, I didn't, without my Mac Air or access to newspapers or English TV, know whether Obama had won. So I asked the ambulance guys who was President and I was ready to do the Eagle Rock when they said "Obama".

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