1970s
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Twelve for a Penny
One of the greatest gifts my Momma Nancy left me was the appreciation of music – all genres of it. For her, it blurred boundaries – the same way she lived her short life, seeing beyond color, class, or creed.… Continue reading
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The Making of the Soup
I’m not a huge fan of cooking from scratch. Now, I don’t mind making a grilled cheese or creating a big-old salad every now and then, but to take time to prep and cook daily for only one person (me)… Continue reading
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No Rhyme or Reason
I’m in the midst of a “little project” – going through the thousands upon thousands of photos stored on my computer and trying to put them in some kind of organized fashion. There’s no rhyme or reason to where I’ve… Continue reading
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A Reminder of Things
It’s been two weeks since my last post. Been a little busy with “life stuff”. Have an issue with my right eye that sometimes causes these little wormy-looking floaters that completely block my line of sight. Will likely take several… Continue reading
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The Day the Yuccas Spoke
Introduction to This Post I have been working on writing a book about my childhood for going on fifteen years. Scrap sheets of paper saved in file folders, spiral notebooks, or on my computer. Why is it taking so long?… Continue reading
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