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Nancy Roman

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Life-Changing

(I promise I will be silly again in a few days, but I’m somber today.) One night over dinner, about thirty years ago, my father was feeling philosophical. He started talking about events that happen in your life that change you. Not just for a while, or in some superficial way – but change who …

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The Smartest Person

My father died this past Christmas.  Yesterday was his birthday.  He would have been 89. My Dad was a man of great intelligence and corny jokes. As an engineer of precision gauges, he had a PhD mind and a high school diploma. He sang dumb words to old songs. “It had to be stew.  Meat …

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