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Of Tom Mix And Clam Chowder

I’m thinking about my father this weekend. He would have been 94 on Saturday. He died 6 years ago and I miss him every day. But I remember him not with sorrow but with joy and laughter. Here’s a post I wrote four years ago, in honor of his 90th. ** Today would have been …

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Kindness

I was mean yesterday. Not mean like making someone cry, or repeating malicious gossip, or (worst of all) slapping the dog. Not mean mean. Just a little mean. I was rude on the phone. I heard from my doctor’s office that Medicare had my coverage screwed up. This was the first time I have used …

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Bean Brain

Late in the planting season, after the rest of the garden was in, my husband regretted that he had not planted any beans. The raised beds were all full, but we had some whiskey barrels that we usually filled with herbs and flowers. We never planted beans in barrels before, but it was worth a …

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Balancing Act

This week, I had my usual lunch with Mom, but with an added treat. Both sisters joined us and we all had a fabulous visit. We usually space out our visits on different days, so my mother can have lots of company, but being together this week was a treat for Mom too. She always …

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Like Sands Through The Hourglass…

It was totally not my fault. My sweet great aunties bear all the blame. I was fifteen years old when my parents moved crosstown and I changed high schools. It was just under 2 miles from our new house to the school, so by a distance of about one block I did not qualify for …

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Letting Go

In April, I retired. Six weeks later, I un-retired. Well, not really. Here’s what happened. I worked for the last ten years as the Controller of a large(ish) mail-order and online business. It was a terrific job, especially after fifteen years at an exciting but extremely stressful gigantic media organization. For ten years, I had …

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I Want A Do-Over

My last post was filled with sweet college memories. Because I am still filled with nostalgia for college – as I am every September – here’s a post from three years ago…   DO-OVER Every September, as I watch the kids go back to school, I get the same yearning. I wish it were me …

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College Moments

I always have it in September. A wistfulness. I loved school. Not elementary or high school though. College. How I loved college. I finally found a place that suited me completely. The atmosphere of learning. The very air charged with intelligence.Living right where you went to school. Walking to classes. The pride of reading. And …

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Opinionated

I am a pretty opinionated adult. Although, I am also very polite, and try not to insult other people’s opinions even if they are totally wrong differ from my own. But I have an excuse for my many (though adorable) opinions. I was born that way. From the time I was in my crib wondering …

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Apologies

I don’t have a lot of revenge fantasies. It’s not that I’m such a goody-two-shoes. Well, okay, I’m a little bit of a goody-two-shoes. I believe in the power of Being Nice. That’s how I was brought up. “Be Nice” – said absolutely everyone in my family. And, as a corollary –  “Don’t wish bad …

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