In his last days, I couldn’t bear to tell my dying husband what had happened at his beloved Bondi | Julianne Schultz

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A few days before he took his last, mercifully peaceful, breath, my husband, Ian Reinecke, looked at me intently and asked: “Is there anything going on in the world I need to know about?”

“No, nothing,” I said as calmly as I could to the man with whom I had intensely discussed events in the world and at home for nearly 50 years.