Goines On: Goines’ last day

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On the last day of Goines’ life....Goines wondered how that sentence – that paragraph – would end. What would he have done (or be going to do) on that day? And it could be any day.
    Today, for instance. Here he was walking along a busy country road in half light on his way to the gym, walking on the left side facing oncoming traffic the way his mother had taught him as a child, walking along Liberty Road in the country outside Petaluma. Cars going fast enough to kill him passed within a few feet. Someone coming from behind, speeding to work behind a slower driver, might think, at this early hour, he could ignore the double yellow line and pass, and, seeing Goines too late—
    Hell of a way to go, thought Goines. But maybe better than lying dementedly on a bed in hospital or an “assisted living facility”....

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