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Good Talk, Dad by
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(298 Stories)

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As I mark my tenth Father’s Day without having a father, I am thinking about this most important choice my father helped me to make.
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Not Woke But Trying by
200
(298 Stories)

Prompted By Mind the Gap

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While I am far from woke, I really want to learn.
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Pecking Order by
50
(90 Stories)

Prompted By Birth Order

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I was one of five children growing up. Larry was about four years older than I was, Ricky four years younger, and Keith and Kevin six years younger. So in our family hierarchy, Ricky and I shared billing as middle children.
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Les Beaux Pharmaciennes by
100
(141 Stories)

Prompted By Customer Service

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Behind the counter were two very attractive, serious looking women in crisp white lab coats...
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The $64,000 Question by
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(90 Stories)

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Who was Harold Mendelson? He’s a guy who grew up in the Fillmore District of San Francisco and went on to become a famous actor and game show host. He was also a lifelong buddy of my father’s. You never heard of Harold? But does the name Hal March ring a bell? Even though he…
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Meetings, Lateness, Driving and Can Deposits by
25
(25 Stories)

Prompted By Pet Peeves

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My pet peeves.
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The Kvetching Diseases by
100
(194 Stories)

Prompted By Illness

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Any woman reading this will identify the "yeah, sure lady" response to our describing a problem with our cars. The same can apply to our bodies.
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What She Said by
100
(165 Stories)

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So proud you are all contributing members of society.
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways by
25
(26 Stories)

Prompted By What We Read

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My gateway drugs to cosmology were Fritjof Capra’s The Tao of Physics and Gary Zukav’s The Dancing Wu Li Masters.
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My Aunt Rollie: Loving, Uncompromising and Part Prussian General by
25
(29 Stories)

Prompted By Aunts & Uncles

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She isn’t happy when her brothers marry non-Jewish women, and predictably takes a dim view of her son Donald’s tall, blonde girlfriend Sallie. One afternoon Sallie serves meat loaf, mashed potatoes and a simple green salad. Rollie is polite during the meal, but when Donald and Sally leave the room she asks me, "So what’d you think of that?” “Oh, it was fine,” I answer. "I call that Shiksa food,” she says.
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