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(d) we then have Mi-Ho holding out the olive branch and tampering down her hitherto hostile stance cos they may have more social time in future ("let's be friends". uh-oh. did she just friend-zone him?) In other news! Our luckless Mr Justice (whose ship did not sail with eith...
I was on my way to meet my friend Jane, who was visiting her family in Durango. She’d invited me to join them for the weekend. The fastest way to Durango from Red River would be this mountain road. I was so excited about the weekend that I left without checking the weather. ...
Finn has to go to the ballpark to rescue his brother-in-law and nephew so he hails a taxi with Judd Hirsch at the helm. Cut to Richard Kind waxing nostalgic about his time playing baseball at that stadium. Alas, he never hit a homer. At that point, my friend Geoff said, “What’...
For the section “The Cross” he thanks his friend Diana Butler Bass (a fine church historian and contemporary writer who I mention often in BookNotes) and he commends her on-line newsletter “The Cottage.” He names the magisterial collection, ...
A special nod to my lifelong friend abby, who has enthusiastically supported my effort and dedicatedly read Follow Me Here since day one, as well as pointing me toward numerous pertinent items to post. (Hmmm, especially now that he is retired from his career, should I make him a co-author...
I recently saw a friend who is about 20 years younger than me. Her eldest child was just diagnosed with autism at the age of 6 and naturally she was feeling distraught and overwhelmed. I explained that this is an especially difficult time as she has to grieve for the life she thought he...
You think me a blogging Grinch who’s out to steal your Christmas or keep you from your ebook sell-out. You think I didn’t catch the adverb in your clutch. Friend, Faulkner enjoins us to kill our darlings, and all I can say is when you are ready, I can point you to the altar...
You see, Mickey has Down syndrome (综合征) and for him there is no such thing as a wrong goal. All goals were celebrated by a joyous hug from Mickey. He had even been knownto hug the opposing players when they scored. The silence was finally broken when Mickey, his face filled ...
Whether we accept the gift or not, it has already been purchased. For us. This song Wondering by Aaron Edson, was brought to my attention from a friend Ron Bissett many years ago. He played it to me over the phone, a poor recording he found somewhere. He wanted me to find him a...