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The storm outside has calmed down for a while so I went outside to see if any trees had come…
Month: November 2015
Musings on Home, Teens and Vampires
A cold rain is coming down through the damp air. My home is surrounded by painters. Contrary to public urban myths Vampires do not all
You Wait At My Door
You wait at my door, Your bite still fresh, Your cries Your pleading Your banging The scratching Your love Astounds me You will not give
Short Story Sunday: You Gotta Believe
“Where’s that friend of yours, the Welsh Corgi?” “Brad?” “Yeah Brad, the little guy.” “He went north to the Pole. Seasonal help with the fat
A Cold Dark Walk…with love
Last night we took a walk in the woods with the kids. It was the last walk before they get back to school. It was
Unlikely Friendships
My brother Val and I were telling my kids about the time we didn’t spend Thanksgiving with our family. In 1966 we were driving up the
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