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Why don’t we talk about the important things?

Why is it we can talk about places we want to go, shows we want to see, restaurants we want to visit, TV shows we’ve seen, the latest ballgame, the newest joke, the latest fashion,  the latest political outrage, the clothes we need to get, the diet we’re going to go on, and the current celebrity scandal, school, but we can’t seem to talk about the things that are most important that will make the biggest difference to ourselves and to our families?

Why do we find it so hard to talk about death and legacy?

Susan Newman, a social psychologist who writes about relationships between parents and adult children, says, “Most people want to barricade it off.  It’s really hard to talk about.”

 

She points to herself and what happens when she visits an aunt for whom she has the power of attorney,

"My aunt has all her finances in order, and her things in order. She tries to tell me where this is and that is, but I say, 'I don't really want to discuss this.' I can't tell you how many times she's tried to go over it all."

 

Why is it we find ourselves so unwilling to look death in the face.  After all, it’s the certain end for all of us.    We have years to think about and talk to our loved ones before we get old and sick, but we don’t.    

 

Last week,  Robin Henig examined Will We Ever Arrive at the Good Death, in the New York Times magazine. 

"According to the National Hospice Foundation, one-quarter of American adults over 45 say they would be unwilling to talk to their parents about their parents' death -- even if their parents had been told they had less than six months to live. Half of all Americans said they were counting on friends and family members to carry out their wishes about how they wanted to die -- but 75 percent of them had never spelled out those wishes to anyone. A significant subset of that 75 percent had probably never even articulated their wishes to themselves."

"As J. Donald Schumacher, president of the National Hospice and Palliative Care Organization, said last April to the Senate Committee on Health, Education, Labor and Pensions, ''Americans are more likely to talk to their children about safe sex and drugs than to their terminally ill parents about choices in care as they near life's final stages.'' "

A recent study, commissioned by the Allianz Life Insurance Company, designed by Age Wave and conducted by Harris Interactive, found a huge communication gap between boomers and their elders. 

The majority of the nation's baby boomers (68 percent) and those surveyed from their parents' generation (71 percent) say they feel highly confident discussing key elements of inheritance and legacy planning issues, yet only around one third (29 percent) of baby boomers and elders (31 percent) have actually done so with their own families.

The study also found that fullfilling last wishes and distributing personal possessions were five times more likely to be the greatest source of family conflict than the distribution of money.

Non-financial leave-behinds - like ethics, morality, faith and religion - are 10 times more important to both boomers and elders with children than the financial aspects of a legacy transfer.

Could it be that we’re not getting to the heart of the issue?   Perhaps some of our reluctance stems from our unwillingness to talk about money because it seems so small and crass in face of the great mystery that is death.  Perhaps if we could talk about legacy in a more meaningful and comprehensive way, we would find easier to talk to our parents and our children.

The Allianz American Legacies study found this surprising fact:  boomers and their elders embraced the idea of leaving a legacy that captured all facets of an individual’s life – including “their family traditions and history, sharing stories, values and wishes.”    Passing along values and life lessons is overwhelmingly considered the most important element of a legacy for both generations.

I say Your Legacy Matters. You want to leave behind the gift of good records, the gift of good directions, the gift of family stories and the gift of yourself, the treasures of your heart  - what and how you loved.

But I want to hear from you.  Why do you find this so hard to talk about?

 

 

 


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John's picture
I think the main reason most young people don't want to talk/think about the subject of death is that they are either: are absolutely afraid of the notion of death (either of others or themselves); or they believe that it will not happen to them (in which case they are in denial). I am currently 24 years of age. For the past 3 weeks, I have been thinking almost daily about death and mortality. The very thought of my parents leaving me one day absolutely fills my entire being with sadness. Every time that it comes to my mind, tears well up in my eyes and stream down my face. I think this scares and saddens me more than the thought of my own inevitable death. Since then, I've been reading a lot of books and online forums/articles concerning topics ranging from accepting mortality, fear of death, afterlife, reincarnation, heaven and hell, near death experiences, out of body experiences, and so forth to topics such as nanotechnology, biotechnology, cryonics, cell stem growth, and anti-aging and longevity. I guess deep down I wish my parents, myself, and everyone I care for could live indefinitely, though in reality...that's probably very unlikely. I've always had a hard time with the notion of death. I never had a chance to meet either of my grandfathers as they had died when both my mother and father were only 16 years old. When I was 10 years old or so, I had visited my grandmother, on my father's side, and about 2 weeks later, my father had told me she had passed away. At first, I didn't really realize it...because she was alive and well, happy and energetic when I visited her, it just seemed so unreal that she was no longer there. After I had realized it, I was just overcome with grief. Then, when I was in highschool, my uncle died due to liver cancer. He was only in his 50s. Again, I was overcome with grief and found it hard to accept the loss of a loved one. Most of my friends either completely ignore the topic of death, or say things like "why waste time thinking about death?" or "live life to the fullest"...and so on. Though I know death is part of life, the very thought of its finality still scares me.
Claudia's picture
I have worked 26 years in nursing, mostly critical care. I have delivered my share of babies & held the hand of the dying. I have been saddened by how often the wishes of the dying were over-ruled by their children or by physicians failing to give families adequate information with which to make an informed decision. Cancer, that's easy, but heart failure, renal failure & respiratory failure, our 3 major systems are not finite. For 20 years there has been the APACHE scoring system for critical care that rates the chances. It has proven highly accurate as have those of us who do this every day. I have often been an advocate for my patients & had some very positive & negative experiences with physicians & families. As is quoted in Kirby-Jon Caldwell's books "Faith Walk" It is walking to the edge of all knowing & taking that step into the great unknown,knowing that God will either put firm ground beneath your feet, or give you wings to fly.
emilia's picture
Thanks for great discussion. It sounds like my parents were exceptional because they had their exact wishes including in which newspaper their death was to be announced and in how wide a column, what sort of coffin... typed down in their 50's, one copy for each child. No tumult, because the information on where important documents were to be found was included. There was no emotionality, only the facts and instructions listed in those papers. Anyway, this sort of system makes it easy for the children. Recommended. Emilia
emilia's picture
Thanks for great discussion. It sounds like my parents were exceptional because they had their exact wishes including in which newspaper their death was to be announced and in how wide a column, what sort of coffin... typed down in their 50's, one copy for each child. No tumult, because the information on where important documents were to be found was included. There was no emotionality, only the facts and instructions listed in those papers. Anyway, this sort of system makes it easy for the children.
Diane Ferraris's picture
God works in mysterious ways. Today I got bad news about a very dear Friend that I have know since I was 20 and am now 70. He is dying of cncer. To think I would get on the computer tonight and read the feelings of so many people on death. It has been an inspiration and it is helping me to look at death in a different way. I have always been afraid also. I lost both my Mom & Dad and some very dear friends. I know God will take care of me and he is there for me and I call upon him when I fear and he takes my hand and helps me always. I know we should not fear because it is and end to a begining. We must always make the best of every day, hour and minute.
Eileen Garrett's picture
I LOVED #9 and also the older woman who made an audio tape...what a grand idea. I, too, am finding that no one wishes to discuss death, no matter what. zi have congestive heart faiure and know that zi shan't be around any extended length of time, BUT my son and friends refuse to even discuss this. I have one friend who, thankfully, has discussed this at length with me and I have, therefore, made her the person with power of attorney in my Advance Directive. When one is confronted with death as a propbability, NOT a far-in-the-future possibiity, one needs to forthrightfully face the inevitable. It's been most interesting to me that NO ONE will even listen to what I'm trying to say to them. I shall be 60 in a couple of weeks and am tired beyond belief of everyone I know who keeps saying, "Oh, you'll live another 20 years...you shouldn't talk about dying so soon." That is the most laughable statement and comes out of everyone's mouth automatically. I am obviously not putting off til "tomorrow" things I've wantede to do all my life and "just didn't have time." Well, time is now of the essence and I wish my friends would accept the inevitable. Thanks for such a fine column!
Nancy's picture
I talk to my children often about my death, just in little bits - have spent the last two or three years on each of their visits, asking ( almost demanding) that they pick out things they want from my home..and either giving it outright to them or taping their name on it . I speak of death as 'my graduation' for that is what I believe it is, I get to graduate to a new existence, grace of God. Have gotten rid of 3/4 of my books this year, to family and friends, and all sorts of personal treasures that my kids don't want - to people who people who will love them. Its a great power trip when on is becoming more and more physically unable to do thing! But realize, it unnerves my older friends when I talk of giving away belongings or of either death or graduation. Makes me wonder seriously just what professed Christians believe in terms of faith in a loving God? Had a very satisfying time with oldest son who just visited, we went to the village cemetery and I showed him 'where I get planted' and was pleased I had bought an extra plot in case anyone else needed a spot. We have such a negative conditioning on words like death, burial - TV/mysteries/ etc make it worse.Try using 'graduation'.. and 'getting planted in God's earth' ( I even used 'getting tucked into bed for my long sleep with my neighbors all around me' to a grandaughter. Not a bad image! GEntly doing it this way in small incriments, the family has gotten to realize that yes, Mom isn't going to last a lot longer, and ..its OK with her and can be OK for us! THey get to make much more of a focus on savoring what time we have now, and we have had some great outings and great discussions we wouldn't have had if the subject had been avoided.
Kathie Crawley's picture
What I find most difficult when it comes to discussing death is discussing it with those who don't have that hope spoken of by Paul the Apostle. As a Christian, I have no fear of death of this flesh, because I hold the assurance that I have passed from death to eternal life already. Therefore, I spend my sojourning here in the flesh in anticipation of achieving that body that will never die, once this flesh dies. My husband feels the same. I know that my (our) feelings are contrary to the ones held by most...but then, not all have faith that there is anything after this life. When someone close to me dies, I comfort as best I can, but I don't try to 'preach' life after death, because it is not the proper time to do so.
Renee C.'s picture
My mother is in the last days of her life right now. I am learning a lot about this whole process watching her go through this last stage of life. There were times in our lives when she would bring up her dying and I just couldn't talk about it, mainly because I am a very emotional person and cry easily. There is no inheritance or financial matters that needed to be dicussed, but we talked enough for me to know that she does not want her life prolonged by any means. She and my father both signed living wills and told me they wished for me to follow that directive. My father passed away after a lenthy bout with pneumonia. He was in a VA hospital and they moved him into their hospice unit one afternoon. His minister came to see him and he told the minister this wouldn't take long and he passed the next morning. My mother is in hospice, so they are seeing to her comfort physically. I feel I need to collect myself and see to her comfort emotionally. I have assured her that when the angels come for her she needs to go with them, whether I am there or not. I told her I will miss her greatly, but I will be alright and know that she is home and whole again. I have mentioned that my dad and brother are there waiting for her and having said all this, she looked up at me and smiled and said thank you. I have always felt that she has hung on during severe illnesses for my sake as well as her own, and feel that by telling her it's OK to let go now, she will be more peaceful with the process. She is not eating or drinking and last night I told her I wouldn't force her to do either if she didn't want to, and I received another big smile. I am confident that even though we had no big discussions about her dying, I am perceiving her wishes correctly and following them as best I can now. I picture her reunion with family and it makes me smile through my tears. Thanks for this opportunity to write a little about this. Renee
Norma Rekar's picture
I think the reason we don't want to talk about is that it will be percieved in some cases as if we were wishing them or causing them to die. As my husband says when I talk to him about his health problems and what might happen if he continues as he is."If you woudn't talk about it it wouldn't happen."
Evelyn Giannini's picture
I enjoyed this e-mail very much. I have a hard time trying to understand why some of my friends get so up-tight when I mention anything about death. When I was a child, my parents took my brother and me to the cemetery almost every Sunday to put flowers on their son's grave (he died before I was born) As a child I enjoyed going--I would put a flower in the end of a gun of a soldier statue that was rather large and very close to the graves my parents were decorating. Even tho' my parents were sad inside, they never made me think it was a sad place to be. I have often thought that the children should be taught at an early age that death is enevitable and to live the best way they can and enjoy their time on earth. I think death was why my parents gave my brother and I such a wonderful childhood==they knew we aren't guaranteed any certain number of years to live. Thanks again for bringing up this topic. Evelyn
Frank B.'s picture
I am a fifty two year old husband and father of two girls ages 11 and 17. Thirteen years ago our then four month old daughter was diagnosed with a fatal genetic illness, she died one week before her first birthday. My wife and I cried when we first learned of our daughter's illness and we each dealt with it in our own way. My wife chose to believe a miracle would happen while I accepted the inevitable. I told her we were good people and God was not punishing us for some past deed. I said life is worth living if we want it, so when our daughter died we decided to have another child. Dwelling on the loss of a loved one or the reality of our own mortality serves no good purpose. A teacher once told my sixth grade class " from the moment you are born you begin to die", I raised my hand and said " I think we begin to live from the moment we are born and only die right at the time of death". Change your perspective and enjoy this gift of life, bring joy to your life and those around you. Accept as part of the cycle of life the unaviodable end without ruining the wonder of the journey. Love, Frank.
Jane's picture
I am a 78 yr old widow, and have out- lived most of my friends, siblings, and recently 2 younger friends. I puzzle at life, as it is such a great mystery. Thirty yrs ago, I was diagnosed with cancer, but am still here to talk about it. Also came close to death at age 2l from the flu. We all fear death, but know it is inevitable. I live very simply, have my house in order, and told my 3 kids emphatically that I do not want a funeral, but wish to be buried next to their father. They hate talking about it, so I made a humorous audio tape for them to listen to after I'm gone. We can read all the books we want about life after death, but nobody has ever come back to tell us what it's like. I do have a deep religious faith, but doubt if my kids share it with me. I respect their right to believe whatever they want, but they must respect my "end of life wishes" also. I have enjoyed reading all the different opinions on this subject, and am glad to see it brought out into the open where people need to talk about it. Not dwell on it, but at least face the reality, and enjoy the life they are living right now. WE are all dealt a different hand in life, and it isn't always fair. But we have to play it out the best way we can. Thanks for the opportunity to give my opinion. Sincerely, Jane
Terry's picture
I too have found in our own family that our children do not want to talk about our estate planninf, funeral wishes etc. We have carefully arranged our finances, trusts, and purchased our funeral needs ... even though by statistics we should live at least another 20 years. Each time we try to inform the younger generation of our arrangements we can sense uneasiness. Both my husband & myself are completely at ease with such discussions with friends in our own age group. We have determined (in our own minds) that our view of death as something that is in everyone's future comes from our generation's exposure to the subject. Our parents took us to funerals and cemeteries ... It was a part of our growing up, a very natural part.
Pam's picture
In his book, "How to Be Alone," Jonathan Franzen describes his father's death due to Alzheimer's disease. His father stopped eating. I have known at least two people who have stopped eating in order to die. I have already told my family that I would seek to end my life if it became a living hell, as some of the individuals described in Jill's essay. There is an organization called End-of-Life Choices, formerly the Hemlock Society, which is devoted to improving compassionate end-of-life care and self deliverance. My daughter worked for Hospice and that is a wonderful organization. It serves to allow people the choice to refuse active measures to prolong their deaths. Now it would be great if we could also consider an organization that would allow them the choice to die on their own terms.
Lana,August 16,2005's picture
Over the years I have discussed dying with both of my children, I kept telling them that dying is part of living and when it happens they will be more prepared for it, of course, they thought I discussed it to just to get attention, and now after reading some of your letters I realized that I am not alone in what I was trying to accomplish. I recently lost my Mom to a long illness and although my reality of death was inevitable the pain was not lessend,I realized that we only have a chance at one Mom and once she is gone it is so final, not being able to see her smile or having her touch me will never be again, the pain of my loss grows less each day but the joy of having the best mom a daughter could ever want will remain with me until I no longer exist.
Katharine's picture
In our American society, we have separated ourselves from death as much as possible, perhaps with the hope it won't happen to us. We are never taught to talk about it in an open comfortable way, we often remove our loved ones from our homes and place them in the hospital, even when there is nothing to be done for them medically, we give the body over immediately to the furneral home, etc. I became comfortable with death when my dear mother became very ill with an illness that robbed her of the ability to walk, then talk, then eat. Death became part of my family's life on a long daily journey. I realized how scared most of us are to consider this inevidible event. It reawakened my interest in death. I remembered a college course on Death & Dying,I talked to my mother and family about not just the process but the opportunity to learn and grow in what's really important. What I learned is that this way of dying is a remarkable journey to really connect with what's important. My mother and I sat one evening and I held her hand, talked about the body she was in, and how it was no longer serving her. She looked at me intently while I reminded her she was only borrowing this body and soon it would be time to free her spirit and go home. She squeezed my hand and the following week she did indeed go and go home. I will always remember that night.
Linda Meyers's picture
I think the reason I'm reluctant to discuss death is that I don't know what I want done. Do I want to be buried in the ground? Do I want to be put in a wall in a masoleum? When, I drive by a cemetery, I can't help, but picture people in the ground lying there in the dark. I know it's only their body, not their souls, but it's hard to separate the body from the soul. You know the person they were on earth isn't there, but it's just hard to accept it. I guess I watched too many horror shows growing up. I admit it. I'm terrified of death. I believe in God, but have that little niggling doubt in the back of my mind, telling me, "is this it?" I'm nothing special, but it's the hardest part of life to me. I know the saying there are worse things than death, but when it's your own or someone you love, it just seems surreal. I hope when the time comes I go quickly and with dignity. That's all one can hope for.
Eleanor Ditmars's picture
I am trying to get things in order. However, I only have one child and she is reluctant to talk about it. So, I need to write it down. Have two sisters involved in my will. I have really enjoyed these little essays. My daughter will come out and say,"I don't want to talk about it." She is 22 years old. We are very close. I have been a single parent for 22 years. Her dad left when I was pregnant. I have throughly enjoyed being a parent. It was a privledge and she knows it and I know it. We have gone threw family deaths and I encourage the thought and the losses. It is in fact a natural part of life. You know we celebrate the birth of a new born and WE SHOULD CELEBRATE THE LIFE WHEN DEATH COMES A CALLING. The only thing differant with death there needs to be the grieving, which is most important.
Diane's picture
Though death and dying is not something any of us want to think about, it is something we all must face. Though my husband and I had discussed our wishes with one another we had never really talked to our kids. After being told by his doctor that death was soon to come, we came from the hospital, called the funeral director as well as our minister and sat and made all of the arrangements. We than called our blended family together and told them these are our wishes. It was a bit easier for all knowing that these were his wishes and we could all start healing sooner after his passing. I have spelled out very specifically my wishes, so as not to leave more reason for my loved ones to be at odds over who wants what, at my passing. We really owe it to our families to help make our passing just a little easier on them.
Bonnie Tucholski's picture
I just lost my mother on july 23rd to complications of diabetes.I watched her rapid decline in health for three months till her death,all she said is she wants to die and talked about her funeral wishes etc. It was very hard to listen to and talk about. I found myself brushing her off and changing the subject.I was taking care of her house, finances, doctors,and funeral arrangments, and without a living will........deciding on how much life support to maintain.I did realize she needed to talk and say her wishes in order to go peacefully, to be heard.When I made the choice to stop life support, as hard as it was, I knew this was right for her,because we talked.I feel good about my final months with her, because I was there and when she could no longer talk or respond, I did and reassured her everything was being done.
Sandie's picture
My dear, sweet Mother was a spunky and forward looking woman. There wasn't a thing we didn't discuss. LUCKY for me she she lived in our home. Her sister passed away in October and left my Mother to handle her affairs. When my Mother came home she asked my sister to come over so we could discuss how she wanted things to be handled. My sister refused, because she said she couldn't handle it. My Mother and I 'the talk.' Just two short months (Dec. 13) later my Mother had a stroke. Her directives were as follows. NO vents! ALL organs and tissue to be donated that were usable. Eyes to be donated to the eye bank. And her body to be donated to the local medical school. When my sister found this out she was quite disturbed and made quite a scene at the hospital. We had to meet with a group of doctors because she was so disturbed. She ranted and raved at me about mutilating my Mother ect. When I said to her "Do you remember the talk Mum wanted to have with us and you refused, because you 'couldn't handle it'? Well, this is exactly what she wanted to discuss. These are her wishes and they will be followed." It's almost 14 years ago and my sister and I barely spoke till the time of her death. Her feelings of animosity towards me were all consuming. I followed my Mother's wishes and have never regreted it. There are two people that see, better doctors and a people that got kidneys because of my Mothers forward thinking and generosity. HAVE THE 'TALK'!!
Jim's picture
I have talked with my children about my DNR request; about my living will; and my choice for who has medical power of attorney, when I am not able to make medical decisions for myself. I think that I, and many other people, are afraid of what death is, and is not. I do not know anyone who can say "I died, and this is what you can expect." Oh, sure I can read numerous books about those people who have had near death experience. But they did not really die. All conversations about death are philosophical, and wishful thinking. As the song goes "Youv'e got to walk that lonesome highway; youv'e got to walk it by yourself..." Venturing into such a final unknown, where you don't get to change your mind, and where you can't say "No, I am not going" is frightening to everyone who has ever broken one of the ten commandments.
kathypi's picture
i found that once death has touched my life, i lost my father in a sudden death, i now feel preocupied with death, it has afected me to such an extent, i have to mentally tell myself to not think about it. at times, i feel so overwelmed i can hardly breath. i asked a cousin of mine how he dealt with losing his dad, he said he wasn"t as close to his dad as i was to mine, i also find most people avoid mentioning death, as a way of avoiding the pain. sorry if this is morbid to anybody reading this, but i'm sure more aware of death now, i find i'm searching more for answers to death, reading more on life after death experiences people have had, talking to a minister every chance i get etc. i was surprised to read your article, i gives me a chance to talk about it, thanks
mary's picture
we do not talk about death especially since i have decieded to donate my body to research, which no one agrees with . i do not talk about it due to not wanting to leave my children and grandchildren. but we all must ddie
Monty's picture
Talking about important things brings emotional pain. People avoid pain. Sports weather entertainment, anything that is a distraction removes us from our pain momentarily. Hence, our society's preocupation with sports and entertainment. Whether I contemplate death or not - I will die. I would rather be thinking about (If Randy Moss will help the Oakland Raiders our of ther slump - or anything else - preferably something happy) when it happens.
Max White's picture
I have a very unpopular view, I am sure. I really believe most people talk about the things that are important to them, if you would just listen. Not every one wants to comtemplate death or cancer or the end of the world. Just as I enjoy my freedom of speech I believe someone else has the same rights. I do not want to think about my own death hence I do not talk about it much. I like science so I talk about that alot. Everyone is different and I would defend to death :) their right to talk about what intrests them. Thaks........Max
ConnieGoldman's picture
We do indeed live in a death denying society. And I believe that younger people have a much greater resistance to acknowledging their mortality than older persons. A person in their 70's,80's or 90's are closer to the end of their life cycle than younger people. Yet so often you'll hear from an older person words of appreciation for living, the joy of another day, and a zest for life. I believe when a person embraces the truth that death is a part of life, that living every day consciously becomes a joyful experience.
sakeena mohamed ali's picture
i guess lots of people have this phobia of death,but if you realy look into this,this the most certain thing that will happen to you once you are born in to this world, talking about death will defintetly scare a lot of people no doubt about it, but lets look into this,that is the most beautiful thing that could come into your life as once you are gone people will appriciate more of your kindness,and the good will we all did for others when we lived.on the other hand like in some of the religion says,"Do all the good things you can avoid from all the bad habbits surely god would lift you to haven on his hand....."
JillFallon's picture
Thanks Joy Everyone is so afraid to talk about as if talking about is going to cause it. Well, we all have our superstitions and this is probably one of the biggest ones. But being brave and talking about it is an enormous relief for all concerned. Because we rarely see death in our modern day and age, we've lost the appreciation of death as a part of life. Funny thing is, the more conscious we are of our own mortality, the richer and more alive we are. All the wisdom traditions, Jewish, Christian, Buddhist and Hindu, urge people to think of their deaths to appreciate the wondrous gift that life is
Joy DJ's picture
Jill, being a baby boomer myself, I find what you say totally true. The issue of death and all that surrounds it rarely comes up in our family. My mother has voiced her opinion on what she wants when the time comes; so we know what arrangements to make. I find it more disturbing that my husband and I never bring up the subject...he's uncomfortable talking about it, and makes that very obvious at times...so I stay clear for that reason...but it doesn't solve anything, does it? Some people just decide to place themselves in a state of denial about death...I think that's my husband. My kids know what he's about, so they pretty much talk to me, solely, if they have any concerns. But, I have to be honest...I have put this subject on the back burner myself. I don't want my kids thinking about it....and certainly don't want them worrying about it; but the very fact that it never really gets discussed probably facilitates their worry even more. Thanks for a very interesting and thought-inspiring post Jill. -Joy
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