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She never missed sending me flowers on my birthday. And she was in the hospital that week and everybody was expecting her to be released. I got up the next morning and I turned on the morning news and there it was. She died on my birthday. And that afternoon … her flowers arrived for me.Carol Burnett

The flowers came with a note that read “Happy Birthday, Kid. Love, Lucy.”