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Just Like Mom’s
Just Like Mom Used to Make My mother was not anybody’s idea of a gourmet cook. She learned to make the basics of the day- fried chicken, hamburgers and eventually spaghetti. To her credit, she always made an effort to include all the food groups in our meals regardless of their gustatorial quality. But…
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Turok, Son of Stone
ME AND TUROK, SON OF STONE Some of my earliest and fondest memories are of my father reading to me before bedtime. I’m not sure why it was always him and not my mother. Maybe it was just a mutually decided system. My Mom was an elementary school teacher so maybe she was just…
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Walk
I like to walk. Not the forced march with arms pumping you see those smiling people on tv ads enjoying. I do walk for exercise too, but what I really like is just a casual walking pace. There are a lot of things I like about walking. First off, it gets you out. One…
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No More Mentat
Science fiction fans will be familiar with the word “mentat.” With the release of the latest movie version of Frank Herbert’s Dune it may have become a tad more mainstream but I’m guessing it’s still pretty esoteric. In that far future story, computers have been largely replaced by human versions called mentats. If you…
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The Cranky Boomer
Well, you know, I’m not really all that cranky. I am a life-long cynic, something that receives reinforcement on a daily basis. I try not to be that way because at the same time, I often find myself to be one of the more optimistic voices in the room. It wasn’t always so. I…