While Britain mourns Prince Philip, my thoughts are with my cousin Rina who lived in London for 50 years and died last week in a local hospital.
My wife and I saw her last on October 22, 2020, the day we landed at Heathrow airport amidst a whirlpool of alarming stories. No one was sure what the pandemic permitted and what it didn’t. The authorities seemed to be in a daze. Unofficially, we were warned to remain in self-imposed isolation, going out only for essential medicines. Food had to be ordered online through a special mobile app we didn’t have.
Although crippled
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