Go Jets Go

My father loved sports, he passed that love down to his sons, one of which is yours truly. My mother on the other hand had no use for sports and…

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Poco a Poco

I promised you the story of Tequila Wendy in my last post but after a week I seem to be struggling with getting it down on paper. So rather than…

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O’ Christmas Tree

Thirty years ago, Honey and I put up our first ever Family Christmas tree. We had been together for six years. We had always had decorations in our house (Honey…

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Rest In Bed

I have a terrible cold. I think I’m dying. That may be a bit of an exaggeration but since I don’t frequently get sick every time I do, I think…

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Seeing Your Face

I did something the other day that made me feel I was in one of those science fiction books I read as a kid, I made a video call. Honey…

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