Sickened by toxic 9/11 dust, poet’s dying wish was to come home to Minnesota

As Holly Anderson, 62, looked out the airplane window Dec. 22 at the sun setting over the Mississippi River, she knew she was home.

She closed her eyes, relaxed and fell asleep. By the time her husband, Jonathan Kane, had wheeled her through the airport and carried her to the car, she was gone.

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