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I’ve come to believe the gift of storytelling is our most evolved attribute as a species, the heritage of humanity if you will, but the truth is our most powerful stories often come about as a result of something tragic. They emerge unexpectedly, as if Moses from a basket in the river of time, swaddled […]

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They’re back! I’m referring to the relatives from Missouri, the ones I feared might be ax murders a few years back (see; 5 Reasons to Choose Happy), who have finally returned to the lake, and they came bearing gifts. You’ll be relieved to know they brought us a custom-made set of Cornhole boards, instead of […]

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Did you know the Mayflower, not only transported my ancestors across the Atlantic in 1620, but landed at Plymouth Rock because, the crew feared, the Pilgrims were going through the beer too quickly? According to Kate Julian, the ship was headed for the mouth of the Hudson River, until the beer ran low and the […]

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In a world of noise, confusion and conflict, it is necessary that there is a place of inner silence and peace, not the peace of mere relaxation but the peace of inner clarity and love. Thomas Merton _______________________________________ At the grocery checkout stand, directly across from me, there is a middle-aged woman, stylish brunette hair, […]

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“An eel of panic wriggles through him as he searches the room for exits, but life has no exits.” Andrew Sean Greer “From where I sit, the story of Arthur Less is not so bad,” of course I’m fortunate enough to be overlooking a morbidly calm lake, with low hanging fog that hovers as if […]

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It’s five minutes after nine on Monday night, and for reasons unknown, sleep is pressing in on me like the pile of papers waiting patiently on my nightstand to be graded. They hail me as if groupies at a rock concert, I avoid them, but their presence is so damn loud. My eyelids are heavy, […]

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  It’s five minutes after nine on Monday night, and for reasons unknown, sleep is pressing in on me like the pile of papers waiting patiently on my nightstand to be graded. They hail me as if groupies at a rock concert, I avoid them, but their presence is so damn loud. My eyelids are […]