Suprise Me

Not just the very first customers–we were the only customers! by
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I had learned that as a general rule in France, one could eat breakfast much more economically in a bar—and more swiftly too--than in a bistro, restaurant, or brasserie.
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What’s So Special About a Sunrise? by
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Prompted By Dawn

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My mother-in-law and her sister loved taking pictures of sunrises.  Both women shared many of them on Facebook or by email or text from their ipads; a very techie thing for a couple women in their 80’s.  They obviously felt sunrises are much more special than I thought them to be.  I’m more of a…
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Covidream 2.1 by
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Prompted By Pandemic Summer

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I awoke with a familiar mixture of covid emotions, sadness and gratitude...
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Inaugural Poets by
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Prompted By Inaugurations

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Inaugural Poets “Tyrants fear the poet.”   Amanda Gorman JOHN KENNEDY and ROBERT FROST Inauguration Day 1961,  the handsome young president and the weathered New England poet,   both hatless in the DC January chill. “The land was ours,  before we were the land’s … ”   BILL CLINTON and MAYA ANGELOU Inauguration Day 1993,…
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Frances Perkins: A Woman I Admire by
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Prompted By Women We Admire

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Frances Perkins, FDR’s Secretary of Labor for all twelve years of his administration, was the first female cabinet secretary and a woman you should know and admire.
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From my Parents to Me to my Kids and Grandkids by
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Prompted By Prejudice

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While prejudice takes different forms in different eras, I fear it never really leaves us.
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Da Bears! by
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Prompted By Super Bowl

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Thirty-five years after the giddy fun of singing the Super Bowl Shuffle and celebrating Da Bears’ victory, this former Superfan is done.
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Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116 and Other Poetry in my Life by
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Prompted By Poetry

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The first poem I remember from my childhood is Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere. I memorized it when I was young to impress my father, who was a huge history buff. Not a great poem, but I still remember some of it: Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the…
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Katie the Kitten by
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Prompted By Children's Books

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“Katie the kitten, a small tiger cat, Is asleep in the hall, all curled in a hat.” Thus began the little Golden Book seen in the Featured photo that David already owned when our neighbor’s cat had a litter of five kittens and we were gifted a cute little female. David was nearly two and…
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Detroit Storm, 1990 by
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Prompted By Lightning

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After I married and moved to the Boston area, I stayed away from Detroit for a long while. Once I had children, the urge to share happy venues from my childhood lured me back. My father died suddenly when my second child was just eight months old, on January 3, 1990. We had the unveiling…
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