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Remember the courage to look them in the eyes and tell them how you really feel.

Remember it is always hardest before the truly amazing.

Remember human rights.

Remember Quebec City.

Remember the man with the red right hand.

Remember languages, treasure hunting, private I, and fire trucks.

Remember Evdokia Yakovleff.

Remember to tell my parents I love them.

Remember the unconscious writer living in my head.

Remember in the cold wet night, loneliness coupled with a mind full of chatter, moments in between. You saw life clear.