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The last days of John Prine,

Prine loved Paris in ways that even Fiona, his wife and manager, struggled to explain. β€œHe always loved that [Parisians] treated him with disdain, you know?” she says. β€œHe just loved the people and the food and the idea he couldn’t understand a word they were saying. He didn’t have much of an ego.”

 

The day she was cleared to stop quarantining, Fiona took Prine straight to the Vanderbilt University Medical Center, where his condition worsened. Two days after arriving, he was put on a ventilator. Prine stayed on it for 10 days, and the hospital granted Fiona a compassionate end-of-life visit to sit with him in the ICU on what would turn out to be his final day. Because she’d had the virus, she was likely immune. β€œI talked to him for 14, 15 hours and played music, played him other people doing his songs, played messages from all the kids and from his brothers and my family,” she says. β€œI told him things that I wanted to tell him. He couldn’t communicate with me, but I chose to believe that he could hear me.”

Amazing article.  Amazing man.

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