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Nov.18.2012
I was feeling blue; I got in a silly fight over Thanksgiving with my parents. I hate saying this but I have mixed feelings about Thanksgiving Day. Yes it's great to be together and be thankful, but then there was that pesky awful thing we did to the Native Americans by driving them off their...
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Nov.08.2011
For Miki Cottrell: Out somewhere on that Final Tour. RIP Miki, miss you man! New York City, 1979 Back at the Iroquois Hotel I’m taking a rare afternoon nap when the by now familiar thumping on the door rouses me. I sit up and blink at the sunlight streaming through the raggedy blinds. I yawn and...
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Oct.20.2009
Blood and marriage draw families together but often whole worlds continue to separate us as individuals. Lifestyle choices. Generations. In-laws. Siblings. Achieving – and maintaining -- harmony is a challenge we all seem to face.
Some clans need more help than others. Around our holiday table in...
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Jul.29.2009
Sometimes I forget how old I am. Not in the sense of denying my age. I literally forget and have to do the math. This forgetfulness could be ascribed I suppose to the fact that I have never spent a lot of time in my absolute age group. In school, I was skipped ahead, so I was with kids older than...
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