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Broken Arms
He would only let me, and me alone sign both casts, bent at the elbows. Read more
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The Corsage
Wonder how a bird of paradise and a gardenia would look as a corsage? Read more
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Pancakes or Waffles
Knife wounds were rare with pancakes and waffles, but twin boys made anything possible. Read more
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Rite of Passage Revisited
Like a crystal ball it held secrets, but another puff took another tuft. Read more
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The Bard Wasn’t Impressed
I had surmised that Shakespeare was no angel. Read more
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Christmas Eve Morning
“Hell, Stan, there are too many for a list?” Stan shook his head no, and whistled low. Greg oozed frustration. “Were you ever sure about anything?” “ I swear we’re here.” Stan jumped up and dunked on Greg. Steve dunked on both of them, then got serious. “We’ll never get a list like this right,”…
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A Cat at the Museum
“I know what “Azure” means, why wouldn’t I know what happiness and tranquility mean? Just because you’re my Papa doesn’t mean you’re smart or anything.”
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A Ghostie, but true, Christmas Tale
“You better have the coffee ready before you get me out of bed.”

