This is very sad. I remember visiting the gates during the winter of my first year in New York, a Polaroid camera in my hand, my feet so cold in mere flats. I also remember seeing Jeanne-Claude and her dutiful husband of over 50 years Christo not too long ago at an opening I was working at the Morgan Library. They walked through the exhibit with their hands entwined, remaining at each other's sides the entire night.
R.I.P. Jeanne-Claude
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