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Holiday at the House (Mom’s House)

I’m ready to declare this day, this 237th-and-one-day anniversary of America, a success. I finally got my grass, my damp grass above the saturated soil, cut. And my mother’s, too. It was mostly overcast but occasionally sunny, and it looked … Continue reading

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You Got Me Writing the Blues

Clinton, S.C., Thursday, May 30, 2013, 9:38 a.m. Writing a daily blog is like writing a blues song. No, I don’t have the blues. I’m suitably upbeat. But it’s a matter of getting up, brewing a cup of coffee, turning … Continue reading

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