Post Office Philosopher Recently two of my out-of-town friends had birthdays and as both are serious readers I thought they’d enjoy a good book I’d just read. So I bought two more copies, wrapped each for mailing, and headed to the post office where I found John my favorite postal guy behind the counter, “I’ll…
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Suprise Me
Post Office Philosopher
Prompted By The P O
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Post Office Philosopher Recently two of my out-of-town friends had birthdays and as both are serious readers I thought they’d enjoy a good book I’d just read. So I bought two more copies, wrapped each for mailing, and headed to the post office where I found John my favorite postal guy behind the counter, “I’ll…
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A Fleeting Mentor
Prompted By Teachers & Mentors
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A Pair About Shoes
Prompted By Shoes
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Well, since this is a prompt about shoes, I figured that a pair of stories would be fitting. The first one is an excerpt from my book. The Red Shoes They were fire-engine red. Cherries in the snow red, million-dollar red; movie star pouty lips, just like on Mad Men red—an I-mean-business red. They had…
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Breakfast in Bed
Prompted By Mother’s Day
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Breakfast in Bed Many years ago we spent a spring weekend with friends at their beach house a few hours from the city. That Sunday was Mother’s Day and our young son and our hosts’ two young kids had planned a lovely surprise. Early that morning our bedroom door burst open and the three kids…
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I Want A Detour
Prompted By Highways and Byways
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I’ve known families who would pile into the car every summer for a back and forth, like it was the greatest thing. But that ain’t my gig. It’s like once I ate a bad scallop, and no more scallops after that, wrapped in bacon or otherwise.
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A Happy Wanderer.
Prompted By Writer's Choice
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Because I travel… As I grow older my once perfect eyesight has faded into a worrisome loss of acuity. What I hope is that loss is replaced with a clearer vision of who I am. A perceptiveness. I often close my eyes to visualize something better. Clearer. We all do. I close my eyes to…
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Days at the MFA
Prompted By Art and Art Museums
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Before David had to devote his Tuesday and Thursday afternoons to Hebrew School, the Boston MFA offered a free art program for elementary school children several afternoons a week, open to all comers. We tried to go on Tuesdays as often as we could. It was funded by a foundation grant and was truly a…
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A New Hope
Prompted By Pandemic, Year Three
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She rings up the order. She is not wearing a mask. I am not wearing a mask.
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It Doesn’t Have a Name Yet
Prompted By Theater
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We wore multiple hats because we had to, but we also thought we could do anything and no one was there to tell us we couldn’t.
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