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M A R Y & H E N R Y - 1928 & 1924
I sit on the sofa with Mary & Henry and together we watch a video Henry filmed. It shows Mary with one of their grandchildren playing four-handed marimba on a concert-stage. At first it makes me sad to see what the illnesses have done to the energetic, fit woman in the last 10 years. But then I remember that she still plays 'Memory' on the piano with her hand that isn't paralyzed and Henry sits in the armchair watching her with the most proud and loving gaze...