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Clement Healy -- or Clem, as he liked to be called -- told me at our first class that he was pursuing his dream of another college degree, in spite of health difficulties and a speech impediment caused by cancer. We had a wonderful email exchange the weekend after our first class -- which I would soon learn was to be his last. On Labor Day weekend he acquired a pneumonia, and this strong and resilient man passed on. His son, Gregory Healy, found this first reading-journal assignment completed in his father's room, and Gregory asked me to accept it. He knew his Dad would want his English paper turned in.
And -- Clem gets an "A".
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