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Generally I have nothing to do on Thanksgiving but eat turkey and stuff myself. Well, yeah, there's complaining about eating too much and gaining weight, but that's a discussion for another day. Thanksgiving has always been my cousin's opportunity to shine ( Read more... )

As Thanksgiving draws closer, I realize that for the very first time none of my children (adults now) will be at the dinner. In fact, this year we will have the smallest dinner we've ever had -- only eight to ten people ( Read more... )

I've touched on this subject before. In a prior post I talked about outside forces and unexpected circumstances affecting the person one ultimately becomes. I also said I'd talk about family ( Read more... )

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This is just a short one. One of these days, I'll gather all of the incidents into the family memoir I want to write..."Can We Come In and Laugh With You ( Read more... )

In between all of the things I'm writing...all of those the balls in the air that I hope don't hit me on the head...is one called "Remembering Rosetta." I've decided I want to turn my mother's hand-written short memoir into a little book. Mom lived to be almost ninety-seven years old and she was what old timers would call a "lalapalooza." A ( Read more... )