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by M.B. Lewis
posted 6/19/2010
My dad had three heart attacks, starting when I hit my teens. I saw him change from a larger-than-life 300-pounder to the trim but anxious nursing home resident he is today. We still share a fondness for good food and family meals. But lately, when I help him fill a plate at the buffet and he tells me to pile on the carrots because "bright-colored vegetables are
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