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My health care article in news again today

The Detroit Free Press used my article on health care today. I googled Detroit Free Press and my name. IT came up. They interviewed me over the phone and added some additional information that wasn't in the earlier version that was printed by the Plain Dealer in Cleveland. Hope you read it and respond if you have any health care worries. Thanks!

The sun is shining and I have lots to do today.

Everyone have a beautiful bright sunshiny day.

Blessings!

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  1. Do you have a link to the article? If not, I'll find it myself. I'm very intrigued about what will happen regarding healthcare.

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  2. Big congrats! I'm really happy for you.

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