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Faith, my friend, told me what it was like in Nicaragua, in 1978, on the first day of the revolution. Revolutionary partisans easily gained access…
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“………ain’t never what a girl supposes….”, chirps the soubrette Ellie in Jerome Kerns hit operetta SHOW BOAT, backed by a similarly chirping chorus of towns…
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I was at my friend Mark’s house the other day. When I arrived, he was on speaker phone, with a friend of his who lives…
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When it comes down to it, she hasn't kept anything. Not the china or the silverware, not the enormous flat-screen television she never wanted in…
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To be honest, I'd never even heard of the term "social isolation" until this whole virus took hold of all of our lives and everything…
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My high school back in the sixties had two gyms, one for the freshmen and sophomores and one for the juniors and seniors. Both gyms…
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Dear Stevie, You've been gone for seven months now. I do smile and laugh sometimes, but the pain of losing you is always there, in…
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what I wrote in my dream is that everything is as it seems. nighfall arrives, sudden & dark-- this world, Our one & only Ark.…
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It seemed impossible, as my views of the ordinary citizenry of our country grew dimmer. The utter ignorance, the base stupidity, and the grasping greedy…
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Who ever, ever thought I'd end up in rural Michigan? Where cows are as near to neighbors as actual humans are, and the nights are…
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We sat in uncomfortable folding chairs around the dressing room , each one directly in front of a mirror , each mirror delineating a single…
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She sat on the edge of a low platform , by herself, on the quiet, empty stage, well before curtain time, long before any audience…
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Faith, my friend, told me what it was like in Nicaragua, in 1978, on the first day of the revolution. Revolutionary partisans easily gained access…
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“………ain’t never what a girl supposes….”, chirps the soubrette Ellie in Jerome Kerns hit operetta SHOW BOAT, backed by a similarly chirping chorus of towns…
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I was at my friend Mark’s house the other day. When I arrived, he was on speaker phone, with a friend of his who lives…
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“It’s a blessing indeed,” thought Sister Miranda George. The tall, slender reed of a nun strolled calmly, peacefully through the back meadow gardens of the…
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It’s all so very noisy, isn’t it? Yes, we are designed with two ears , those funny looking cauliflower sort of things on either side…
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