There is nothing I love more than reading to young children. I felt like we had fallen into a treasure trove of great entertainment.
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Suprise Me
Suicide Mission to the Library
Prompted By Libraries
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There is nothing I love more than reading to young children. I felt like we had fallen into a treasure trove of great entertainment.
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I’m Not A Poet and Don’t I Know It
Prompted By Inaugurations
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I refused to watch the previous inauguration, More accurately called the abomination, But teary-eyed in hopeful celebration, I watched this one with at least half the nation. Don’t get me wrong, I am all for Joe, But if you ask almost anyone, the women stole the show. Not just the performances of Lady Gaga…
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West Side Story
Prompted By Affairs of the Heart
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West Side Story One wintry afternoon feeling chilled I stopped at an upper-westside cafe. I asked for a cup of tea and drinking it I overheard an attractive older woman at the next table tell the waiter someone was meeting her. She was looking toward the door when a handsome gray-haired man entered, glanced around…
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Hit Me With Your Best Shot
Prompted By Vaccination
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Long before the Covid vaccine, there were two other deadly diseases in our lifetime for which vaccines were a miracle cure.
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Why I write
Prompted By Why We Write
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Don’t Stand So Close to Me
Prompted By Pandemic - Pandemonium or Panacea?
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Life is weird right now, but not terrible. I'm sad about Molly's graduation being cancelled, and not singing with my choir.
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The Shape Shifter
Prompted By Imitation
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Who are you? Is the you you think you know authentic? Do you examine who you are, the portrait you portray, the person we’ve all come to know and believe it’s you? Can you fly yet? Does your consciousness expand on every level? Can you slither through solid walls manipulating your molecules? Can…
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Revising the Editor
Prompted By Something Wild
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Last Letter Standing
Prompted By Holiday Letters
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The one letter I get every year, without fail, is from my longtime friend Jan.
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Vanishing Leftovers
Prompted By What We Ate
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She was also raised during the depression and hated waste, particularly food waste.
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