It is remarkable how you really could carry everything you needed.
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Suprise Me
Travel Bag
Prompted By Travels
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It is remarkable how you really could carry everything you needed.
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The Day My Computer Blew Up
Prompted By Hacks and Scams
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This was originally published in Retrospect on October 12, 2019 under the prompt Hacked and Scammed. Although I have been hacked other times, it is still my favorite story of being hacked. The screen froze. A red, pulsing light covered QuickBooks, accompanied by a loud, persistent beep. I froze in horror, as this old laptop…
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The Lost Art of Customer Service
Prompted By Customer Service
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As sexist as it is, I do miss the old Marshall Field’s mantra, “Give the lady what she wants.”
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What We Didn’t Eat
Prompted By Acquired Tastes
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Half of what’s in our fridge today, I hadn’t even heard of in 1965!
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Ozymandias in Kingston
Prompted By Can You Go Home Again?
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It took some looking, but we found an intersection where Mom remembered the roads.
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Selling Pop-Its at Macys
Prompted By Shopping: Then and Now
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Macy’s Parkchester, circa 1960 Selling Pop-Its at Macys Like any red-blooded American girl when I was young I did my share of shopping. Of course it was a simpler and more personal affair then – no Amazon Prime or online shopping. Instead we went shopping with our mothers or our girl friends who…
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Mrs. Madison
Prompted By My First Paycheck
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The Day I met Bruce Springsteen
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For 40 years my life has intertwined with the music of Bruce Springsteen. On Tuesday I was priveledged to meet Bruce, and it led to a time of reflection on the past years of my life.
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Hot Hot Hot
Prompted By Super Bowl
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I served a generous portion, grated sharp cheddar on top, and plunged my fork in to discover . . . chunky bean soup. Zero alarm. A fire retardant.
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The Puppy in the Waiting Room
Prompted By Waiting Rooms
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The Puppy in the Waiting Room I don’t know if I really remember some of the stories my parents would tell about my naughty or my endearing childhood antics, or if I’ve heard them so often I think I do. But I remember how we found Fluffy in the waiting room as if it happened…
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