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I may have made a good friend for life, or maybe not. At any rate, it’ll be a fun part of my Daytona Beach experience...
Dear Lord, Thank You!! You’ve allowed me to live in the greatest country in the world for a grand total of 86 years as of...
One of the true signs you’re an adult is when you observe a personal problem and look in the mirror at the person who must...
For starters, my goal for any decision is NOT what is the most cost effective or what is the most “sensible.” So, what IS my...
“Hey honey, do we have any AA batteries handy? I can’t change the TV channels. The remote batteries must be dead.” Marjorie tells me they...
I can cook. How the hell did that happen? I think it started when I was about ten. It was 1949, and my mom had...
Flushing, Queens, NYC. Circa 1950. I was 11 and couldn’t wait for the first real snowfall, usually about November 25th Snow meant sleigh riding. (Not...
Foist ( That’s “first” in New Yorker), it’s wonderful and God’s blessing that Marjorie and I are still mobile (somewhat) and vertical (when we wanna...
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