The Magic Has Gone
It had to be the worst moment of Dad’s life. That morning in May 2008, when he called to tell me Mom had died. I don’t know why, but I never stopped to imagine what that moment must’ve been like for...
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[First of a two-part post.] We used to write letters. A lot of letters. They arrived in envelopes with handwritten lettering, maybe in colored pen. Soon I’d be receiving a slew of those blue,...
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[Last of a two-part post.] I was feeling restless on Junior’s farm. And, I was quickly becoming an anglophile. It began after returning from Lakewood Community College that summer of 1980 and continued...
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