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I thought she was just another nurse, but her face and hands had an amber-colored glow. She asked, "Why do you cry so, little one?" I told her, "I heard the doctor tell my parents I won't live through the night, and I am scared, and I don't want to die." She cupped my face in her warm hands, and when she touched me, the fear was gone, the pain was gone, and in the last sixty-seven years, I have never experienced the level of love that I felt the instant that she touched me. She said, "You will not die, in fact you will live to be a very old man with children, grandchildren, and even their children. You will have much work to do in life, but first"""with that, she slid her hands up both sides of my face until the tips of her fingers came to a rest on my temple"""we need to get you well," and then...