When I first visited Sybil, she was sitting in her recliner at the nursing home, surrounded by pictures of family. She had a perpetual grin, and greeted me warmly. Though jovial, her eyes were tinged with sadness. She had recently lost her husband after more than 60 years of marriage. He had occupied the same room with her in the nursing home, and she missed him badly. 

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