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My mother was taught to be afraid of thunderstorms. The explanation she gave me was that one of her foster mothers (she had 3 throughout…

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“Goddamn, Jordan. Tell me again why we love this job? This day after day shit on fires for, how many weeks now? Three?” I ask,…

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Or is it simply laziness ? Or perhaps well-earned exhaustion? Whatever it is, since a pal mentioned the word to me days ago it has…

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Who was it that said, “We are all in the gutter but some of us are looking at the stars?” I guess that’s another way…

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I love nothing more than soaking in the bath. Water, especially warm water, is so soothing. Scented with bath oil or bubble bath, usually lavender,…

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I entered the tent with trepidation but a little excitement if I'm honest. It was one of those roadside fairs with a ferris wheel and…

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I'd be a nauseated, shivering, hypersensitive mess off stage left ( or right, depending on the show), repeating my first line over and over in…

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Mary is a swift and agile lady whose eyes are bright and radiant with an amber hue. Staring into her eyes is like bathing in…

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My mother was taught to be afraid of thunderstorms. The explanation she gave me was that one of her foster mothers (she had 3 throughout…

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I’ve stopped. I’ve stopped remembering your voice, its timbre; I’ve stopped feeling your body, the way you stood high over me, the solidity of you,…

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“Goddamn, Jordan. Tell me again why we love this job? This day after day shit on fires for, how many weeks now? Three?” I ask,…

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Or is it simply laziness ? Or perhaps well-earned exhaustion? Whatever it is, since a pal mentioned the word to me days ago it has…

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Racing. I wrote about “racing” several times. There was the heart-breaking scene based on John when he was a cubscout and the pine box Derby.…

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That Thanksgiving more than 20 years ago. I had met Judi several weeks before and we had gotten close quickly. I was surprised this had…

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I have been broken into twice since I have lived in this home on Indiana St. SE. Both times all of my jewelry was taken.…

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