Monday, April 9, 2012

Family Celebration Reimagined

Barbara: When I was growing up, the big event celebrations—Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving, birthdays—were all lovely, relatively low-key gatherings. We usually celebrated just the five of us (my parents and two younger sisters), with very rare visits from my grandparents or aunts, uncles, and cousins (who lived across the country). As that’s all I knew, that was fine by me: holidays were intimate affairs where food was a wonderful main feature. As my mom is an excellent cook, this tradition nurtured my own love of a delicious meal on a holiday.

I also remember with vivid detail the elaborate machinations when I was a child of the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus. Like one Easter morning when every person in my family was gathered in our den—and all of a sudden the crystalline tinkle of a bell rang out from the far-off living room! I scanned the den in disbelief and counted my mother and father and sisters. All were there and so not possibly responsible for the ringing bell—yes, at 8, I still totally believed, but part of me must have thought that an adult hand was involved in the holiday magic, otherwise why was I so earnestly scanning the room? But, with all persons accounted for, the ringing bell MUST have been the Easter Bunny! As an adult, and still amazed at this magical feat, I had to ask my father how this happened. Turns out he’d rigged a wire from one room to the other, hid it behind his back and tugged on it, ringing it to signal the arrival of the Bunny Himself. My dad knew I’d be on the lookout, so no convolution was too elaborate for him. How do I love this man. (PS, yes, a little part of my adult self was secretly disappointed when there was a logical explanation for this magical ringing *shrug*)

When Phil and I got married and started our own family, holidays meant holiday pilgrimages—either we would schlep the hundreds of kilometers to be with one parent or another, or they would schlep to us. Suddenly the little 5-person holiday tete-a-tete expanded to include an increasing amount of beloveds: our siblings married and had their own families and our parents remarried and brought their new mates into the fold. One unforgettable Christmas featured 3 sets of parents, including 2 exes, 3 siblings and their spouses, and our babies. It was crowded but wonderful!

Every year since then, we’ve tried, at the very least, to share the holidays with at least one other family, either one of our parents and their second spouses, or a sister or brother and their families. Holiday dinners are lively and noisy and packed.

And then there’s this year. This year, our younger daughter couldn’t get home for Easter (various extenuating circumstances). It’s one thing to not be able to celebrate a feast day with extended family, but to not have our own child at home? I mean, we all agreed to the situation going in. We understood it was all good and right and for the best (in fact, as a result of staying in Montreal, she was able to celebrate a rare Passover with my mom and her husband—a lucky result of the timing matching up for both celebrations). And the rest of the extended family had other Easter commitments. Thankfully, one sister and her husband and my niece and nephew were able to come over for Saturday dinner, and so we held an early and honourary Easter dinner, with several delicious courses of food and quite a bit of revelry (including a ribald game of Pictionary over dessert where certain adults—okay, Phil and I—had to keep reminding themselves—okay, ourselves—that the niece and nephew are still, you know, children!!)

Easter brunch. I'm on the phone with Michele!  
And then there were three. Easter Sunday was quiet: just Phil, Stefanie, and me. We ate a late brunch and did some chores and then ate a lovely dinner and watched some movies. Yes, it was quiet; yes, I missed my baby; yes, it was changed. For the first time, no noisy table, no elaborate Easter egg hunt, no complicated menu. But it was intimate and sweet. It was also incredibly easy. I think maybe because we accepted our new and changing situation, we made sure to make it, in its own unique way, special.

Deb: I think we are adaptable. Humans are adaptable. Barbara, your memories of family gatherings past are wonderful. We come to expect a certain vibe, don’t we? A certain number of people, a certain succession of events. We count on this to make our holidays the way we have remembered them. We need these things to remain the same. And then we have a surprising delight like you had yesterday and we realize that it can be delightful. We have adapted and found the joy in the new configuration. This is a lesson I have learned in spades over these last few years. The things that were norm are now the new norm. The things I did not think could ever change or would ever change ... have changed. And it is special. Each time it changes. Special and new. 

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  1. Holidays in my family have always been low-key and still are. It used to be my grandmother, my mother, and I on the holidays, just being there together, cooking together. Easter was the first holiday that we spent without my grandmother and it was difficult. We sort of stayed quiet and didn't really do much.
    I never believed in an Easter Bunny, just wasn't part of my childhood and we stopped the egg hunt pretty early too. Easter has always been a holiday that we observe as a special day, but we don't take part in the (sometimes) overly done parts (egg hunts, Easer Bunny, etc). For kids, its fine, I just was never one of those kids. I figured out the whole Santa thing early too. I was an oddly rational child. I think my mother and grandmother had a lot of fun trying to make it "real" for me as long as possible, but the one rule that my grandmother had was not to lie to me. I asked her if Santa was real and she asked me "what do you think?" I said no and that was that.
    When I was really young, my parents also did the ringing the bell thing, although it was on Christmas morning. I honestly don't remember how they did it. It woke me and my older brother up and we ran to their room and got them up. I think my brother knew that it was them, but he went along with it (there is a big age difference between us, so he was in his teens then).
    I like the small family holidays. They mean more to me than the "forced to be together because we are somehow related" gatherings (I avoid those now).
    Well, I hope everyone had a nice weekend!

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    1. Yeah, I do think it all depends on your personality type too, right? For instance, I think my parents really did prefer the quiet holidays, whereas I just love the noisy, packed tables (even though there is more to do, more dishes, more organization, and more fuss). My older daughter certainly always cleaved hard to her magical beliefs -- even after she stopped believing -- my younger daughter, not as much. It was a great weekend, thanks!

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  2. Good Morning all

    When I was very young and the sixth of seven children, my parents went all out on holidays like Christmas and Easter. As Catholics, Mass was always an important part of the holidays as well. Christmas morning was glorious and exciting and the Easter Bunny didn't let us down either. When I was about seven my mother suddenly packed us all up and left our house and moved us in with our step-father. There was no explanation my dad was simply gone and with him went the traditions. As I said before my step father treated us as less than human and there were no celebrations anymore, no Christmas, Easter, birthdays or anything else. I knew when and if I had children I was going to make their holidays special.

    I'm sure when my kids were little I went overboard but I didn't care I loved the belief in magic, the excitement and the wonder in their eyes. Their birthdays were a big deal with lots of cousins around them. I would not trade those memories for anything.

    I have to admit the last few years have been almost lonely with my kids in college and no little ones around except nieces and nephews. But now the magic will return with the addition of Ella to the family. I admit I bought her a basket and some little outfits and of course a bunny that she's too young to appreciate. I can't wait for her to get a little older so that I can believe again.

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    1. Ah, thank god for the cyclical nature of life and our tribal connections to each other!! It does make for a wonderful procession of ever-changing holidays. I love that you made the holidays in your way, Mary, and didn't let your past affect that. Ella is going to absolutely adore her grandmother!

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  3. Awwwh Wonderful stories...!!! Embracing change...is always the best isn't it ??.....This reminded me of my family gatherings...We all met up at my aunts place and had FUN !!!!! nothing special...Just trusting our instincts and making plans.....!!! Oh...and we played Charades...You know me.I LOVE DRAMA ;)....Things change....And I LOVE IT....LIKE DEB SAID...They always become more SPECIAL.....
    Anyway I am glad to know it was a HAPPY EASTER for you :)
    Love !!!xoxoxo

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    1. BTW you girls look gorgeous in the pix !!

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    2. Thanks, Shalaka! And, yes, that kind of "drama" is good ;)

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    3. You just....GET ME..!!!!! :D ;)

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  4. Beautiful words spoken Deb and Barb. When I was younger we always had a big family dinner. My Grandparents would always make it fun for the holidays,Christmas and expecially Easter. Easter was always fun . After we would have our my big dinner my grandfather would dress up in this big pink rabbit costume and my grandmother would hid Easter eggs and always put candy and change in them,s then me and my cousins would go around and find them and my grandfather would hop around the yard in this costume and hug each and everyone of us. I bet the people next door to us thought we were nuts but thats ok because it was a special memory to me.

    When my grandfather passed away I though that we would have no more big dinners or no more big memories. I guess I was wrong. Yeasterday was Easter and we all gathered in the living room and laughed and talked about life. Barb like you said We all still very much missed my grandfather but I would not have changed a thing about my Easter holiday. Hope you all had a great one as well.

    PS: My grandfather also played Santa for us at christmas time. Great Memories.

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    1. Oh wow, such a GREAT memory! Thanks for sharing. And I know this Easter must have been hard without him, but I am so cheered to read about how you all celebrated in your best possible way -- it's what your grandfather would've wanted.

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    2. That's so cute! Your Granddad as an Easter Bunny...awww!
      It's good that you had a nice holiday, even though he was not there...well...I bet he watched you. :)

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  5. Our family, being Jewish, had no real celebrations around the Christian holidays. We did some Hanukkah fun and I still have the family over for a celebration for this holiday (minor only to compete with Christmas. The high holidays was a fast until I gave up on religion but there was always a breaking of the fast dinner whether you fasted or not :). Also, a Passover Seder but when my Mom got too old to host, my sister and I never really picked up the tradition. Thanksgiving is still big and we do a family dinner for that but I guess because we live so close (within 2 miles) I see my sister all the time so no need to have a big get together.

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    1. Well, it sounds like you are celebrating in a way that suits you (no muss, no fuss), which I totally appreciate too. My step-father is an amazing and avid cook and I think the Jewish holidays are a great expression of these talents (as well as religious beliefs). Potato pancakes, anyone??? mmmmmmm

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    2. ME.....!!!! never tasted 'em.... but they sound yum :P

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  6. *shrugs* Eddie was at his dad's like a normal weekend. Yesterday, I worked a 10am-6pm shift. The days of dressing up, going to church, and having a sweet little boy squeal over his Easter basket are long gone.

    But, I did tell all my customers, "Happy Easter," yesterday.

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    1. Actually Rigel, a little piece of you went to church with me yesterday and I was going to tell you so this is as good a time as any. I wore those beautiful long vintage gloves that you gifted to me. They looked lovely with my new EAster Bonnet. Our entire choir wears bonnets and this year we introduced gloves. They look stunning but when quickly flipping the order of service searching for hymn numbers, they can get in the way. So, still going to wear them but we all agreed that after the processional, we will put them on our laps. So thanks Rigel, the gloves and I had a wonderful EAster at church.

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    2. I love this, Deb!! Did you, by any chance, take pix??? Happy Easter Monday, Rigel, my darling. Much love!!

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    3. Aww Rigel...xoxo Well lemme wish ya Happy Easter now sweetheart!!!
      And Deb please tell me there is a pix!! Please... You must look gorgeous !!!!
      Is it just me or any of you LOVE CHOIR too ?? Coz I feel like the wonderful rhythm is echoeing in my soul...and I feel very.....LOVED..!

      Anyway...a BIG EASTER HUG TO YOU GORGEOUS GALS...I love you all...(Deb if you did click pix we are waiting here!! If you didnt...I am sure you looked stunning darling)xoxo

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    4. *hugs y'all*

      Yes, Deb, PICS!!! PLEASE!!!

      Eddie and I just hit the after-Easter candy sale at the grocery store. I called my best friend and asked for her wishlist, and we dropped things into the buggy for us and them. My Easter celebration is a day late as I am now savoring a half-price bag of sour jelly beans. And, I had given up marshmallow (and, hence, rice crispies treats) for Lent. BAAAH!! So, now that leant is over, a couple of bags of half-price bunny shaped pastel marshmallows just happened to hop into the buggy. Guess what I'll be eating for dessert for the next several meals! :)

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    5. Wow. That last comment is so full of typos. Sorry. I blame the fact that I'm still brainfried from a very lousy day at work yesterday and its aftermath that spilled into the first half of today.

      *chomps on sour jelly beans* *waits for sugar rush* ;)

      BTW, have a thought for the school kids of Arkansas. This week is Benchmarks, which are the annual bullshit standardized tests.

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    6. Very excited for your sugar rush, Rigel! So glad you had a little fun with your boy today!!

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  7. What a wonderful lesson, and sounds like you had a lovely weekend! Our family gatherings are big- 20 people every Sunday for dinner, and each holiday around 50-60. My mum started a great rule that every holiday we had to invite anyone that we knew who was going to be alone. A lot of the time it was hard to find a seat! My mum would cook for days, always the same family recipes, with the same family traditions. She's like the sun with all of us orbiting around her. Now that she's sick we've had to modify a lot of what we do. Ive been trying hard to do everything, so life can stay as same as possible for as long as possible. Im (slowly!) learning that different is ok tho, and you can remember the past while finding beauty in the present.

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    1. Wow, Samara!! Amazing. 20+ every Sunday??? 50-60 for holidays?! I would so love to be a fly on that celebratory wall. While I would love the family gathering part, I don't know if I could manage the cooking for days like your mom. Hats off to her! And, yes, different IS okay, as obviously you appreciate the beauty of what your mom brought to these occasions in the past while acknowledging that this might not be feasible moving into the future. Thinking of her!

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  8. We had a bit of a different Easter this yaer too. We spent the day at my grandparents like normal. But that evening my parents had to drive me back to college. It is about a hour and a half drive. Well once we were about 10 minutes from the college I realized that I had left my dorm key back at home. So we then had to drive the hour and ten minutes back home to get it and then back to college. I had to buy the tank of gas we needed but it was quite a adventure. So that is how we spent the last 5 or 6 hours of Easter. At least we got in some quality time together right? LOL my parents didn't see it in as quite a light as I did but I think my paying for gas and coffee at ten at night helped :)

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    1. oh, Kelly, so funny!! (maybe not for your parents -- but I do think they loooooved the added time with you :) )

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    2. Was there no extra key or a person to let you in and then have your parents mail you the key by Fed Ex the next day. Would have been cheaper than the gas!!!

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    3. I wish Madgew!! But along with our room keys on the same ring is a card. It has the same black line on the back as credit cards do. We swipe it to get into certain areas on campus as well as having my meal plan on that same swipe. So I would have gotten no where with out it. And trust me we had this same conversation last night in the car :)

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  9. Easter always has been important to me.
    I'm catholic...so the resurrection of Jesus is the most important celebration of the year.
    I always go to church on Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday and Easter Monday (well...my Mom and I go - and since I am a "reader" I had to "work"...I read the passion, for example).
    We usually eat Spinach on Holy Thursday, because it's called "Green Thursday" in German (actually green comes from an old german word, which meant weeping).

    On Good Friday we eat fish, because it's the saddest day (Jesus died) and you're not supposed to eat huge meals.

    The Mass on Easter Sunday is early in the morning (5:30 am). It starts in the darkness with a fire outside the church. Then the sun rises, and it's light again. I love this, although it is very exhausting.
    After the service there is breakfast with the other people.

    After that we go home and look for our "easter nests" (loads and loads of chocolate) - and I can't stop eating them!). Yup, they are still hidden, and it's always fun to find them.

    I even hid some treats for my bunnies in the garden. They found them immediately! Clever things! =)

    Then we have lunch. Usually with my Grandparents, but since my Grandma passed away, only my Granddad came. I roasted two ducks. Was a lot of work, but I do it every year, and I love it! :D

    Then we might invite my aunt for dinner or coffee...

    That's how we did it the past years.

    I remember, when I was a kid, we drove to my other aunts/uncles, and celebrated with my cousins.

    And usually we drove to my Grandparents, because they had a weekend home, and it was my favourite place to go. My Grandma hid our presents (we always got huge things like bikes or stuff like that) in the garden or the house...and, of course, back then she cooked.

    I cannot imagine celebrating a holiday without my parents/family. It's so important to me...and I just couldn't do it...

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    1. Beautiful, beautiful traditions, Becki. I love how involved you are with all the details. And not surprised at all. xo

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  10. My experience with holiday gatherings took the opposite direction from yours, Barb. They started out as "large" affairs, and have trickled down to almost nothing over the years. The cause is directly related to aging relatives who've passed, and marriages/divorces.

    The major holidays were all pretty much the same; only the decorations and meals changed. Turkey for T'giving, lasagna for Christmas, ham and "The Wizard of Oz" at Easter. Grandparents, a couple of "great" aunts and uncles, and the 4 of us was our version of a lot of people. (Remember, our family tree is a shrub.) As the last of the older generation passed, I was heading for marriage into an Italian family. Holiday feasts became FEASTS. LOTS of food, LOTS of people, several kitchen chairs dragged into dining rooms. Then there was the trip to my parents (all of 15 minutes away) for dessert. Add in my daughter, and I became the Easter bunny and/or Santa, one of my absolute favorite parts of being a parent. I didn't dress up, but "being" that character... LOVED it.
    (We did keep my daughter's first Santa in the family. Her pic was taken on my brother's lap, a mall Santa that year.)

    When I divorced and moved home, it was right after my brother got married and moved out. His wife has lots of siblings with kids. He fit right in, having always wanted a big family. So he was always at someone else's house. After kids came, they'd stop here for a couple of hours, like yesterday, then head out to the next house. It left me and my parents in the house to do whatever, which is a basic weekday.
    I didn't always have my daughter for the holidays, maybe for a few hours later in the day, but not every one. I haven't been with her first thing on Christmas morning in YEARS, and that's something I'll never get. As she's gotten older, she's chosen to stay with her dad and his italian family. It's just too boring here. (The second spouse didn't change anything. His parents were too far away, so he basically got my daughter's chair.) (NOT a fair trade.)

    Last year, my parents and I joined my brother's family and that crowd at an Easter brunch in a restaurant. I was horrified by the idea of not eating at home, but, since our Easter ham has come from deli for several years now, it was a nice change.

    This year, me, my parents, my brother's family. Minor easter egg hunt, food. They moved on to the next house, and the 3 of us were left to the rest of our day.

    And no Wizard of Oz.

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    1. I really do put the "happy" in "Happy Holidays," don't I? *weak chuckle*

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    2. Aw, Dawn. No worries, and I do love that you shared this. Everyone has their bittersweet moments and we might as well own them. The thing that makes me happy here is knowing, despite her choice of where to spend the holidays, your daughter is so close to you and so loving. You guys will always be a team, even if the field is veeeeerrrrrry wide. xoxo

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  11. Here. Happy Belated Easter.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2MZN7ludRs

    And, for Deb and other observant ones:
    "He is risen!"

    *waits for liturgical response*

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  12. This is Kelly FYI. I'm just too lazy to sign off Holly's account.

    Number 1: Today is mine and Holly's 22nd birfday!! woot!!!!! Realize I am just now posting this and the day is almost over. Good one.

    Every year for as long as I can remember, my Grandpa would spend Christmas with us. It would just be the six of us. For the last two years because of his decline, he has moved from independent to assisted living. This year was especially hard since my mom and my aunt and uncle were first toying with the idea of assisted living. I cherish those Christmases. The last time I saw my Grandpa was almost a year ago; just about a week before I left for Scotland.

    Sorry trying to wrap up...my roommate is asleep. Just me and my thoughts bouncing around. My one birthday wish is for my mom to see him soon; it's what she wants to. My second is to eventually see the Colin and Brad show again. PLEASE COME TO RICHMOND AGAIN!!!!!!!!!! :]

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    1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KELLY AND HOLLY!!!!! Woot woot!! I'm thrilled it was a great day -- you two deserve nothing less.

      Thanks for popping in to share the love about your grandfather. Thinking of him too. xoxo

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  13. Maybe it's just me, but things like Easter just aren't as terribly important me as they are to some people. I'm not a religious person at all, so I mainly see it as a day to spend some extra time with Mom and Dad. Mom, however, loves the holidays and likes to cook a big meal and all whether it's just for the 3 of us or if we have extra people. Unfortunately, she wasn't in any condition to do that much cooking by herself (her leg is broken in 2 places, and she's in a cast for the next month), and I wouldn't be there to help her (Guess who had to work that day? Yep, that would be me...). Fortunately, Mom and Dad's best friends were coming over for dinner, and they gladly helped her with all the cooking. So in the end she got her lovely Easter dinner, and hopefully the next holiday will see her cast free.

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    1. Sorry to hear about your mom, April. And I do agree, celebrating just isn't for everyone. It's about doing whatever is meaningful to you. And recognizing that even those things shift and change as you do.

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  14. Family is family, even when you are apart. You can still hold each other in your hearts, think of each other. I've found as my kids got older, holiday celebrations became less hectic and more introspective. And there was one Easter my daughter was in New york and I was sad. Change is difficult but always good- it allows us to experience traditions in a new way. At our Easter table this year we said grace and had a moment of silence where we all held hands and sent love to my grandson in Japan. Glad you and yours had a peaceful Easter- short on people but big on love. xo

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    1. Thinking of you, Hollye. That's some kind of Easter wish-love. Thanks for this. xo

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  15. I am going through the same changes in holidays with my family now. What started out as big family celebrations, is slowly dwindling. Now that my daughter is engaged, I have to try and let go and not put pressure to have her with me for every occasion. I know she will have another family to have to try and share time with. It is hard, but part of growing up (I think more for me than the kids). Just recently found your blog and really enjoy it. I am fairly new to the blogging world and find all the different stories fascinating.

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