Year: 2011
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: grandma got run over by the hired help :
Not by the reindeer of song, but by the housekeeper in a Chevy. And that was big news in my little burg. My sister and I spent that particular afternoon at my grandmother’s while my mother played bridge. It was one of the days between Thanksgiving and Christmas, when first graders such as I were…
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: quitter :
In Memoriam My computer was old, eight years is a century for technology, an eon, and the poor old geezer couldn’t be upgraded any further. Apple had long ago abandoned machines of such vintage and browsers followed suit, dropping their support soon after. I hung on to the thing for purely sentimental (then financial) reasons.…
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: this still isn’t goodbye :
It was a school night, that much I remember. Winter, too, or at least cold. I was sound asleep, dreaming the dreams of a third grader, when I heard my mom, ‘Lisa? I don’t want to alarm you, but the fire department is coming.’ Alarm me? Why would that alarm me? I bounced out of…
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: zzzzzzzz :
There’s one thing I can do well, as good as or better than anyone else. No one had to teach me, I didn’t have to take a class or buy a self-help book. This is a natural talent and it was mine from the start, coming as easily as breathing. I can sleep like nobody’s…
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: the tight squeezes :
Do we need to live cheek by jowl, like sardines packed in a can? Is the planet that crowded? No, no, and no, but it sure seems that way. Just yesterday I was in line at the grocery store. There was a man in front of me, but no one behind me, the store was…
the whirly girl 