When this song comes on, we grasp each other's hands.
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When this song comes on, we grasp each other's hands.
This morning, I did something surprisingly wonderful.
Eight-year-old Anton grabbed my phone and snapped these shots.
"At age 10, I would jangle my mom’s car keys so passersby would think, 'Oh, look at that cool adult, she drives a car.'"