"What if your child wrote a book about your life? How would the story of your days read when channeled through those shrewd, judgmental eyes? Would you seem like God when God walked in the garden, or would you seem like Papa Doc, the tyrant, the crafter of rules and breaker of treaties? This is what happened to Mark Twain."His eulogy for that daughter, Susy, who died of spinal meningitis at the age of 24, always brings tears to my eyes:
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