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The list goes on and on

An entry in Facebook caught my attention only yesterday. One of the “friends” (members) on the social network listed words […]

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You were never my age

“Why, when I was your age . . . “ It’s impossible to utter those six words, in that sequence, […]

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Fleeing a flea market

“Did you catch that typo?” I asked my oldest son, Stan Adam, as we drove past a place of active […]