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Fear No Evil
When they were little, my kids were terrified of people dressed in costumes where faces were totally covered, when recognition was impossible. Disney was a disaster. Not the happiest place on earth for my family. All the characters roaming the park, life-sized and looming over their small frames, presented a new opportunity for fear. Every…
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The Clarity Of Quiet
I was immersed in the quiet of central Pennsylvania. I stayed with my daughter-in-law’s parents, who live roughly a third of a mile down a country road from where my son and his family live. They kindly put me up while I was there helping with the four boys, a gift that went above and…
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The Sweet And Sour Of Life
My Pennsylvania passion is growing. I’ve been here for a week with family I don’t get to see enough of. I’ve helped with the kids, climbed on combines, taught young boys how to swing like Tarzan on willow branches, and have heard my share of potty jokes. I’ve loved every minute of it. The four…
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Choose To Play The Winning Hand
Dad’s ability to play poker served him well during World War II while on board ship. The men would often pass the time playing cards. Depending how close to payday it was–or how long since–the stakes would vary. Dad knew what it was like to be on the winning and losing end of a hand.…
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