Let us set aside the mechanical act of moving the clock hands forward, and think instead on the clock's underlying connection to the seasonal changes in our natural world...
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Suprise Me
The Pagan Ritual of Moving the Clock Hands
Prompted By Changing Times
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Let us set aside the mechanical act of moving the clock hands forward, and think instead on the clock's underlying connection to the seasonal changes in our natural world...
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Say Cheese
Prompted By Comfort Food
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I realized as the the words were coming out of my mouth that "real" and "Velveeta" should never be used in the same sentence.
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Corvette
Prompted By Perfection
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When I worked for ASI in Chicago in 1978, Indiana was my territory. General Motors was a national account, controlled by an account manager who had the relationship with the corporate office in Detroit, but I had several satellite accounts including Delco in Kokomo, an hour north of Indianapolis. My contact person was a mid-level…
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No FOMO for me!
Prompted By Spring Break
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Back before FOMO was a thing, it never dawned on me to do anything on “spring break.” Now, what do we think about when we think about spring break anyway? Off to the beach or the slopes, depending–right? College or high school kids up to no good, shenanigans and high jinks that these days are…
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A La Famiglia!
Prompted By Mealtime
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One meal, though, stands out because I took pictures.
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Don’t Obey in Advance
Prompted By Banned Books
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I felt uncomfortable packing the book and uncomfortable leaving it behind.
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Mr October
Prompted By Super Bowl
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Mr October Super Bowl, World Series, or Final Four stories – they’re all the same to us sports widows. A few years ago my friends Pat and David and I were planning a reunion for our former teaching colleagues at Jane Addams, the small inner-city high school where we first met in the 1980s.…
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Suzanne — RetroFlash
Prompted By Chance Encounters
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I didn’t notice when Suzanne first showed up. We unloaded the stage, carried it into the theater, and assembled it behind the proscenium, a stage upon a stage. First came the wine barrels, then the interlocking frame, and finally the wooden platforms. We lashed the backdrop to the uprights and, with a shout from cast…
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Not a Goldfish
Prompted By Attention Span
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After I retired, I joined the board of the preschool I had founded as a community representative. We were planning our 25th anniversary year celebration, which was to include a video of the founding, history, and philosophy of the school. It was during a discussion about this video that I learned that people in 2017…
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Baby Love
Prompted By Parenthood
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Back in those days, young couples didn’t get dogs first so they could practice their future parenting skills. So my baby son was my proverbial first pancake.
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