Hello from the resting places of my heritage, When I grew up, there were things my father did like clockwork, from the time we went to bed and the time he rose to Saturday afternoons or evenings to how we prepared for or celebrated holidays. He was a focused, but nonetheless seemed laid back; heContinue reading “Grace, Virginia, Greenlawn, and Ridgelawn”
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Time Passages: The Loss of Important People
Hello from my little corner in Panera Bread, As has been my practice for a few years now, and without my trusty accomplice, I am back in Panera sitting where there is an outlet and I can do work. It is Monday, but it seems like I have done three days work already, and itContinue reading “Time Passages: The Loss of Important People”
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