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End of a Chapter

Have you ever read a book you couldn’t put down? A book with chapters you hated to end, yet you couldn’t wait to turn the page to the next chapter? In two days, with a final cross of a threshold … Continue reading

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The “Both/And” of Saying Goodbye

“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”   ~ Kahlil Gibran A few weeks ago, on the last day of a memory-filled vacation to Florida, we learned that my son, Adam, got … Continue reading

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Rowing the Boat

So, what did you do during your social distancing today? I spoke to family and friends, paid some bills, completed the census, sorted through stacks of paper (most of which I threw away) and found some very old pictures that … Continue reading

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Home Alone

What are you doing with your time while at home during this pandemic? Working? Perusing social media? Watching the news? Reading? Binge-watching favorite series and movies? Since I’m not set up to work from home, I’m doing a little of … Continue reading

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Generation Mirror

I love my early mornings, before the rest of the world wakes. It’s coffee time, when I respond to emails, peruse Facebook, do a little writing, catch up on the news — all kinds of things to get ready for … Continue reading

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My Two Degrees of Separation from Tarzan

While researching for a short memoir piece I’m working on, I discovered that this year Lex Barker, former Tarzan, would have turned 100 years old on May 8 of this year. Why is this interesting to me? Because my mother … Continue reading

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The Compassionate One

Of all of my siblings, my sister, Cyndie, is the compassionate one. I think most everyone in my family would agree. I’ve always thought this about my sister, even when we shared a room with each other and knocked heads … Continue reading

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Dancers and Dukers

See that window up there on the left? That’s the bedroom I shared with my sister. Every day after school, we’d stop to watch boxers duking it out before we reluctantly trudged upstairs to do homework. I was always fascinated … Continue reading

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My Storytelling Uncle LeRoy

I was very saddened to learn of my Uncle LeRoy’s passing today. The oldest of six Marler siblings, he was a gentle and good man. This was reflected in his eyes, as soft and brown as my grandmother’s. I felt it … Continue reading

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An Imperfect Oldest Sister

Nobody is perfect, though I, like many others I’ve come to know, tried to be “perfect” for more years than I care to admit. The thing is, imperfection is a part of being human, and while I might have tried … Continue reading

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