Until December of 1969, I had never been on an airplane. When it became clear to my father that I’d go away to college (the choice came down to Northwestern in suburban Chicago, or Brandeis in suburban Boston) and I would fly to either location, Dad agreed to let me go to a mini-camp reunion…
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Suprise Me
Learning to Fly
Prompted By Planes and Trains
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Until December of 1969, I had never been on an airplane. When it became clear to my father that I’d go away to college (the choice came down to Northwestern in suburban Chicago, or Brandeis in suburban Boston) and I would fly to either location, Dad agreed to let me go to a mini-camp reunion…
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Retrospect – The Altar Boy’s Story
Prompted By Writer's Choice
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Retrospect – The Altar Boy’s Story By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Preface: Faith is a funny thing. It’s not always about answers—it’s often about the questions that linger, the doubts that echo, the moments that shape who we become. For me, growing up in mid 20th century Boston, faith was woven into…
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The Trickster; at home and at camp. keeping the bullies at bay….or how do you keep a straight face when you are supposed to set a good example and you can’t keep from laughing.
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Travel Bag
Prompted By Travels
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It is remarkable how you really could carry everything you needed.
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My Holiday Letter
Prompted By Holiday Letters
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Well, another year has rolled over and threatens to play dead. Congrats to all who survived to read this —you’ve lived long enough to cross into the netherworld between the second and third year of our worldwide pandemic. We haven’t lost too many friends. Most of us believe epidemiologists who deny that the wonder vaccine…
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Favors: The Currency of Saints and Hypocrites
Prompted By Favors
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Aristotle? Bible? “Ideal man”? Mit-what-zah? Sounds like a fancy way of saying “make your own bed” to me. But apparently, doing stuff for other people is supposed to be some grand declaration of inner beauty. Let’s be honest, though, favors are a minefield. A social tightrope where good intentions trip over awkward silences and unspoken…
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Drive
Prompted By Going to Work
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With the exception of walking when working downtown, briefly, when I lived in the Boston (while pregnant with David), and taking the bus in Chicago, I always drove to work. During my many years in sales, I either flew to out-of-town appointments and rented a car, or drove to see clients, using my own car.…
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Bully in Chief
Prompted By Bullying
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What happened to Melania’s anti-bullying campaign? Perhaps her husband bullied her into shelving it. He seems to have the market cornered as the biggest bully in the country right now. He certainly has the loudest megaphone. A friend told me that he read a story written by an elementary school classmate of the Orange One’s.…
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What I Wouldn’t Do
Prompted By Cheating
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I will admit to cheating at cards when I was young, but it was solitaire, so I wasn't cheating anyone else.
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