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Every Day, Something New

When I was still working full-time as a massage therapist, one of my clients was an elderly woman whom I enjoyed immensely.  Though she had some physical issues, Alice was vital and interesting and...

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Valentine’s Day

I know that Valentine’s Day is ultra commercial.  And yes, I know it’s all about marketing.  That was more than apparent as I walked in the front door of a supermarket yesterday morning and...

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Old Flames

We’ve been going through a bunch of old pictures at our house lately, having a good time reliving different parts of our lives and lots of events over many years.  This led to us...

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Radio

My husband loves radios — or maybe I should say he loves radio.  Radio as a profession, radio as a hobby, radio in general. After all these years, he still becomes animated when taking...

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Beast Mode

Over the past couple of years my dog has been attacked four times while we’re out walking together.   She’s been on a leash and as far as I can ascertain is doing nothing...

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Homeless Hellos

I pass them frequently in the mid-sized city where I live.  They stand on busy street corners or freeway exit ramps —  ragged looking people holding signs cut from discarded cardboard boxes.  Signs that...

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An Inch Square

In a book I just finished, the author recommends taking a one inch square of paper — and on it, writing the names of the people you know who definitely will have your back,...

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A Matter of Borders

The neighbor two houses up the road from me moved here several years ago.  I heard he had come from Russia and I found out how to say “good day” in that language, though...

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Fool Me Once, Twice………Or More

My parents met around the punch bowl at a gathering of the Newman Club in Madison, Wisconsin in the early 1930’s.  My dad had perfected a southern accent and when my mother asked him...

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What’s in a Name

The people on my father’s side of the family came from Land’s End, the very southwest tip of Cornwall in England — very close to the village where the public television show Doc Martin is...

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