Alaska
19 Months, 4000 Miles
On April 10, 2013 | 1 Comments

Nineteen months. This is a phrase I likely knew before I could talk. I probably heard it before I was born when, my mother balancing baby girl over burgeoning stomach, people asked. My mother and father both probably said it countless times at the playground, at the church, in the grocery store. “How far apart […]

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Injustice
On May 3, 2006 | 3 Comments

Some of my spare time of late has been spent pruning roses. In April? you say. Yes, in April, and now in May. My roses are running riot all over the fence on which we intended them to climb, the fence Bill put in for me when we finally pulled those red-tip bushes out and […]

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