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It’s time to stop pretending we can all get along. The divide has become too deep, and too mean. I’ve never been one to “turn the other cheek.” All that…
I knew I was being played. It was the journals they were after. The aim was to score a free notebook, not to be in a writing group. What I…
Or Can It? I watched a “60 Minutes” episode last night about three 80-year-olds who were born in the death camps of the Nazis in 1945. It was a story…
With apologies to Ernest Hemingway I was not into it at first. Seemed overly friendly, even intrusive. I mean, you don’t do that with strangers, do you? My wife, Bev,…
That trump fellow, you know, the one whose brain is made of Diet Coke and McDonald’s french fries. Yeah, that one, the clown conspirator, the one with all the make-up…
Let’s start here: each morning that I wake up and I’m still breathing and mobile, I count as a win. After that, I go check out the surf from our…
I realize that lately I’ve allowed myself to be caught in the spider web of horrible news from horrible people. And I’m not going to allow them to do that…
I wish I didn’t have to write about Trump. Wish I didn’t have to call him out and call him names and declare his radical incompetence, his ever-increasing insanity. I’d…
My wife and I live in a house that real-estate agents label as an upside-down house, meaning that the living areas and kitchen are on the second floor and the…
I put it off as long as I can stand it. Reading the news of the day, that is. I take some deep breaths before I do, get ready for…
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