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Right after high school I worked a couple of summers at the License Bureau (boy did I have to gain
Right after high school I worked a couple of summers at the License Bureau (boy did I have to gain
A Sunday drive on a Wednesday. The sun was sending its warmth through the windows. The wishful windshield seemed large
With a puzzled look on his face, Justin, a sandy-colored hair cutie, asked, “How do people say the pledge in
“Deep roots are not reached by the frost.” J.R.R. Tolkien As I gaze at the changing elms and maples around
It was hotter than 90 degrees one summer day forty years ago. The sun was sizzling. Mom plastered us in
By all means pull up a chair. You’re invited to the Family Table. If you would, please save the head