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As a kid, you don't need much of a reason to be friends.  You're friends with whoever sits next to you in class, or because some k...

Why does every year feel like the hottest summer ever?  Maybe it's just that I'm older.  Or maybe they are getting hotter, but thi...

(This is the conclusion to a story I began a couple weeks ago.  If you missed part one, you can check it out here .  Unless you're a me...

I suppose I can write about it now.  Enough time has passed.  Although you can never be too careful with stuff like this.  But I think it...

I love Christmas music. Silent Night.  Last Christmas.  Trans-Siberian Orchestra.  Walkin' 'Round in Women's Underwear.  You ...

It's not the town where I was born.  Nor is it the town where I live now.  But it's where I've spent the most of my days. Non...

Another week, another blizzard. Sunday night brought eight inches of snow to our sleepy town. I feel like I'm getting used to the snow...

Over the years, my earthly father has passed along to me morsels of wisdom and knowledge that only come with life experiences. Things such a...

Growing up here wasn't all that exciting. Town closed down on Sunday, except for one of the four drug stores. If you needed to do any ...

This weekend I embarked on a project I had been putting off for... let's see, I've lived here nearly four years, so... nearly four y...

"A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile..." I had the Thriller LP growing up. Vinyl. ...

I believe it was William Shakespeare who wrote: "Some men are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon t...

Now that I think about it, it only makes sense that fave aunt would beget fave cousin. Though I had other cousins closer in age, he was the...

Sleep never came easy for me on Christmas Eve. The excitement and anticipation of Christmas morning was just too much. Every creak, every ...

Today is my sister's birthday. I should know. Twenty-eight years ago today, I spent the wee morning hours in the ER waiting room, puki...

"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?" ~ Ernest Hemingway I think I may have made a...