Tag: Joseph
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His Name Was Joe
Many people know men named Joe. It’s one of those names that brings to mind someone with a lot of personality, a solid character. Good ole’ Joe. I’ve had many Joes in my life through the years. When I was in fifth grade, Joey sat next to me and let me use his glasses because…
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When I Grow Up
Soccer has been a part of our family for years. My kids all played–each successive child wanted their own uniform and the chance to play like the “big kids”. Several of us were at our grandson’s recent soccer game–he’s a goalkeeper but doubles as a field player when they need him there. Kolly, at two…
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Through H and M And It Still Stands
We have a massive live oak tree in our back yard. It was planted there as a spindly five-foot sapling when we bought our home twenty-nine years ago. It has put up with the craziness of our Florida weather, existing through hurricane after hurricane, When Hurricane Charlie came through in 2004, we were warned that…
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We Are Family
My two sisters came for a visit, leaving the desert of Tucson for the humid greenery of Orlando. I hadn’t seen them for over seven months, so our reunion was fun–and funny. My little sister had visited a year ago, and I took her to the Orlando Wetlands, 1650 acres of a man-made center for…
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Was That A Good Idea?
In the constant pursuit of interesting and fun things to do with family, on Christmas Eve we played “Blindfolded Cookie Decorating”. It’s exactly what it sounds like. Everyone has a partner, one of whom is blindfolded. There is a cutout sugar cookie in front of the one who can’t see, with a plethora of colored…
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