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Driving
out in the garden cart to place the vase of flowers on the grave site of the
young girl, Mary talks about a woman who lost her 18 year old son to drunk driving
and how utterly devastated the mother was for years. The woman would frequently
visit the cemetery, lost in her grief, and stop to talk to Mary. Recently Mary's
been relieved to see that the woman's undergoing a change, finally beginning
to heal by getting involved in speaking in high schools about drinking and driving.
We
pass by the grave of a Harvard student stabbed to death by her roommate, another
site that Mary watches over, before we arrive at the site to leave the vase
of flowers. A number of bouquets have already been left.
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