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30 years ago, when Deb and I were traveling in our funny lilttle 1982 Mercury LN7, Deb asked us if we wanted a cookie from the stash she had brought with us. I said, “Yes,” and Krissie, then age 9, certainly said, “Yes” and further suggested she might want more…
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A Good Day to Die
July 11, 2013 – There is only one thing to say of today: I am surprised I am yet alive. There are numerous evenings, when Ron and I, sitting with our glass of wine, toast that it has been a good day to die, which of course, makes it a good…
