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Witless

I cannot seem to concentrate these days.  I have not been writing or reading much.  My mind is elsewhere.  I’m also using a different computer so that has me sort of scattered.  I don’t even have my bookmarks on this one.
I’ll be back to reading and writing in a day or two.  I just have [...]

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One year on Easter, when I was about eight years old, we went to my Aunt Joy and Uncle Joe’s house for a barbecue in the mid-afternoon.  As we did every year, we took our Easter baskets with us wherever we went, including to their house.  After a while, my aunt told us we should [...]

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David always stuck up for me.  Always.  When I was in first grade, David was in fifth grade.  One morning we were got to school an as we walked across the playground, a big kid yelled at me to get out of his way then he threw the baseball at my head, knocking me down [...]

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Okay, I have procrastinated long enough. Over the past couple of weeks, I have been tagged for this meme FOUR times. So Deadpan, Tigereye, Elissa, and Someone-Else-That-I-Can’t-Remember, here you go!
Here are the rules (I do memes my way so don’t be surprised if I fudge on the rules). I have to post five [...]

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Revisiting the Past

I am in the middle of complying with a meme and part of it was to list one of my own posts about something I love.  Well, naturally, I thought of my three kids.  I linked to posts about my two daughters and then found that I haven’t written too much about my son, or [...]

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For weeks I have been asking my girls to go to the beach with me so I can take some sunset pictures. I have some nice sunset pictures but I haven’t gone out in over a year and it isn’t far. It’s about a 25 minute drive. I also recently inherited my [...]

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My Irish Root(s)

I know, I know. Everyone is Irish on St. Patrick’s Day! But in this case, there is some Irish in my family tree.
My mother’s side of the family is from Texas, from the Rio Grande Valley, on the Gulf of Mexico. Many years ago, I think about three generations ago, a young [...]

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This is the rest of the story referred to in Catching Fire. Part 1 can be found here if you have not yet read it.
 
        I remember one time when we were all home except my Dad. My Mom was making dinner. Her hands were all full of dough from the [...]

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This is the story I wrote for a class many years ago. It is the one referred to in Catching Fire. The story is quite long (3,000 words). I have posted the first part here. I will post another part in a day or two.
 

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One Last Time

It was dark yet there was no denying that I had found the right house. It had been painted two different shades of green and there was a wheelchair ramp in the front but it was still the same house I had seen the last time I had been there to see Grandma, twelve [...]

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