WEST HAVEN, Conn. (AP) — An ailing Connecticut man who had a bucket-list wish fulfilled when he received a call of encouragement from President Donald Trump died Wednesday, his sister said. Jay Barrett was 44.
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阅读下面短文,掌握其大意,然后从各题所给的A、B、C、D四个选项中,选出最佳选项。Mrs. White lost her dog. After searching place after place, she placed a “Lost Dog” advertisement in the local newspaper. The following morning her phone rang and a voice began, “I’m calling about your __...
The first few years after Bryan died, the family tried to stay busy together each Nov. 7, doing interviews and charity work. They made group visits to the cemetery. Now, it’s like a grim holiday that family members just try to power through in their own ways. ...
a week. She even sang in the church choir and Mrs. Sun would go with her to church choir practice and made sure that she went to the hairdresser every Saturday at noon, and she had a kind of quality of life where she was living life very much on her own ...
17.My class and I visited Chris Care Center in Phoenix.Arizona to comfort the old people who needed a little cheering up during the holiday season.The first two (41)C there were for persons requiring help in taking care of themselves.We sang (42)B for
"I very drunkenly asked her for her number when she was a young, single, slip of a thing, so I sort of knew then when I was 26." But a decade and plenty of wigs later, Rhys and Russell quietly began dating in 2014 while playing married KGB spies. They welcomed their first child ...
As they filed out of an upstate New York concert hall with their mother and aunt after an evening of women’s music, Beth sang out the words to one song clear as day: “Any woman can be a lesbian.. . .“ “I remember my mother looking at my aunt and my aunt looking at my moth...
Several kids sang a few bars but after I played the second song the teacher sighed and said, “Ok, we can do recess early today.” I didn’t understand how they could miss the magic of Olivia. My friend Adina eventually moved on to other musicians, and for a few years we had ...
the color of his heart, the color of his words when he sang aloud, and the color of his need for someone to hold. He missed holding his children, missed lacing their shoes and wiping away their tears, and he knew the only way he’d ever return to them was to somehow prove his inn...