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Dr. A. Jerome Minkoff, family practitioner, three years a widower and coming up on his sixty-fourth birthday, met Larissa Friedman, two years into her widowhood and fifty-two, at a charity dinner at the Ambassador East Hotel in Chicago for ALS, dreaded, goddamn Lou Gehrig's Disease, from which both their spouses had died. Each had donated $25,000 to the annual national ALS fund-raiser in Chicago, and they were seated next to each other at the same table near the dais
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