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I once talked with my parents about their end-of-life wishes before dessert was served.

When Mom was alive, we talked every Saturday. I miss that. A pre-dawn riser by habit, I could phone her in California for a relaxed early morning chat regardless of where I lived. One year, anticipating Thanksgiving, our weekly ritual included my suggestion that she and Dad talk about a serious topic with their “kids.”

She agreed. At Thanksgiving, they’d let us know their wishes.

I did not anticipate this request would become Mom’s announcement after the second helping of turkey was offered, but prior to choosing between pumpkin or apple pie for dessert. With mashed potatoes cooling on my plate, with my two sisters and our spouses ‘round the table enjoying the Thanksgiving feast, Mom said . . .

“Larry thought we should tell you what we want when we’re dying. Your father and I don’t want to be hooked to machines keeping us alive. Just let us go.”

Those likely weren’t her exact words. But even if my smarter, better-looking sisters disagreed with my memory, that was darn close to what and how Mom announced their wishes.

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