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What If Your Childhood Was a Train Wreck?


“Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to.” That’s what John Edward Pearce said. But what if your childhood was a train wreck? What if your memories of home are … Continue reading

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Feels A Lot Like Home


My two sisters greeted my brother and me on the front sidewalk of the house. Then they opened the door. Wow! A garden right in the middle of the living area. Live plants and trees. Plus a small pond with … Continue reading

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The Best Thing


Prison! It’s the best thing that ever happened to me. Cancer! It’s the best thing that ever happened to me. I read the first statement in a Sports Illustrated article on a former NHL player who ended up in prison … Continue reading

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A Lunch-Time Leak


Hungry, hungry, hungry! Ellen and I had wandered around Springfield, Illinois, trekking to historical spots and seeing where Abraham Lincoln lived and worked. We’d walked in Lincoln’s footsteps tracing his home-to-work path in reverse. We started the morning at the … Continue reading

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Friends, We Have a Leak!


Music! I hear music in my head. Gorgeous music, joyful music, fantastic you-never-heard-this-before music, the kind of music that would make your heart dance. I have only two problems (only two? That’d be my wife’s response). First, in my head … Continue reading

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Crazy Talk


If you write fiction, chances are you’ll say, “Yeah! Exactly!” If you don’t, you’ll just think I’m nuts. The other day I interviewed one of my characters in a current work-in-progress. I needed to get a feel for Mary Ann … Continue reading

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Automatic


I drove through a friend’s cow pasture, and the cattle surrounded our car. To the herd of Herefords, a pickup in the pasture equaled food. Beater of a car evidently proved close enough. My sister laughed and said, “What are … Continue reading

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