Suprise Me

A cup of tea, a game of backgammon, and memories of Mao by
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Prompted By Snowy Days

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Dan and Sally invited me in, and with their daughter, we played backgammon, and they made me a cup of tea and offered me some cookies.
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Dig, Hippie, Dig! by
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(25 Stories)

Prompted By The Garden

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In my hippie days I lived on a communal farm in Olympia, Washington. I, of all people, a city girl from New York, somehow got the job of planting and nursing the garden. Being a relatively cooperative sort, I didn’t argue, though I knew my hair would frizz in the damp air (my biggest concern…
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Lubber’s Quarters Abacos, Bahamas by (2 Stories)

Prompted By Vacations

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A story begins in Atascadero , CA Pouring over maps of the Mexican coastline a thought came to me, hell’s bell’s Stef , we’ve been born and raised here let’s go the other direction. Eastern Coastline, what do you think? Being the sport (babe) of all time she said, Where? Fishing has been a tall order…
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Caring to say goodbye by
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Prompted By Caregiving

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What does care mean when you can say goodbye? And when you cannot?
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X-Rays, Motorcycle boots, Cuban heels, and Jimmy Choo by
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(170 Stories)

Prompted By Shoes

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I do love me my shoes. When I was a little kid we went to a shoe store that featured an x-ray machine that you could stick your feet inside and radiate the hell out of them. It made your bones glow. Scary, how little they knew about radiation back then. Despite my fascination with…
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Lucky’s Afghans: a 20th-century disaster by
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(170 Stories)

Prompted By Disasters

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How do you reconcile heartbreak and fear, sadness and jeopardy, and the sense that everything is ending? You don’t.
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Fear of Dogs by
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(298 Stories)

Prompted By Fears and Phobias

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Not all kids, or adults for that matter, love dogs. Can’t there be a few dog-free public spaces where a young girl can ride her bike or play or simply take a walk and feel safe?
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My Snowy Year in Buffalo by
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Prompted By Interviews

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My Snowy Year in Buffalo In the mid-60s I was newly married and heading up to Buffalo, NY for a year while my husband completed med school.  I had just gotten my graduate library degree and applied to the Buffalo Dept of Ed for a school librarian’s job. I was interviewed at the school superintendent’s…
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A summer “a la francaise” by
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Prompted By Camp

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Few boys, dreadful food, and gleepy green scum at the bottom of the lake--but the swimming, waterskiing, and guitar playing more than made up for it.
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White Coat by
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(165 Stories)

Prompted By Resistance

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We were told that we would be changed by our medical training. Our tender idealism would be transformed by long hours and hard work.
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