But the one passion she had in her life, the one thing she wanted, was to see the harbor of Buenos Aires, which is supposed to be one of the world's most beautiful harboretic. Is the Rio de Janeiro? Yeah. Which is the most beautiful one. Real DiGener. Real DiGener. She wanted to see that. Real de Janeiro. And she used to talk about it all the time. And of course she couldn't hope to go as a library and supporting her 80-year-old father.

And so this morning, this would be six or seven years since I've seen him.

I picked up the paper and the headline was a Pan American plane crash in the horror

of Rio, did you know? And way down was a listing of the passengers. And this thing happened so that it startled me and startled my wife,

who was right there at the time it happened. I saw the headline. In a minute, I saw the headline.

I saw her name, way down here.

I was a passenger.

And my mind had to go with Browning the poet when he said a man should die at his

pinnacle moment and she had so wanted to see this and we went back and we read the stories

and it was a this was a mystery crash a A completely beautiful, bright day.

No limit on visibility.

So, as my wife and I conjected, she saw, this beautiful sight.

She saw it.

She lived to see it, and she died.

And she never lived to be disappointed by coming close to this thing that she'd wanted so passionately to see. You want to give me a voice level, Mr. Barber?

I would bet do that for you, Mr. Payman.

That's fine.

That's going to very slow speak.

Yeah, it's 15, 16.

It's a trip to be quarter of this sort of thing.

It must be.

Yeah, it's not fine.

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