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I had a wonderful time at Jane’s house yesterday for our reunion lunch. Probably more on that later, but now for some too long belated news to sink into my head. About my old friend Debbie. Debbie and I had been close since I first showed up at that school in fifth grade. She had, … Continue reading Another goodbye
Today I go to my high school reunion – nothing big, just a potluck lunch. I bring the soda pop and bottled water. I still think of us all as teenagers, and wonder at the ties between us, even though we’ve spent many more years apart than together. Nightmares, of course, about who may be … Continue reading Reunion
Been thinking about getting another piercing for a while, and at lunch, sitting on the patio, there was a piercing place right next door. So…
Somebody once told me that the last people who were fair game for being badmouthed were those of us who are not morning people. I work best at night, and now that my son is old enough to drive himself to school (hey, he says he goes there), I don’t have to be up at … Continue reading My own cliché
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