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Transformation
On August 12, 2005 | 4 Comments

I had forgotten the peach. That was clearly the problem. I had made a note to myself there at the top of my lesson plan: “peach, lime.” We were going to be writing descriptive paragraphs, you see, and I thought I’d just bring some everyday objects to get us going. A peach is a lovely […]

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Is there anything better?
On August 12, 2005 | 4 Comments

than the peals of laughter, the squeals, the squirming delight of the child in bed, whose neck you are trying to reach with your mouth so that you can get all the sugar hidden there? than the brightest blue eyes, wisdom-filled, and honest laughter at a really and truly Grown-Up Joke? than the delighted laughter […]

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Allegro in C: A Quartet for Three Children and Their Mother
On August 10, 2005 | 3 Comments

The foot is getting better. I thought for awhile we had reached a kind of stasis, a kind of achy stasis, but I think we are still seeing improvements. Slow but sure. I’ve taken a few walks. Quite a few in fact, but nothing like the four and half miles that I was accustomed to […]

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It’s Only a Game
On August 7, 2005 | 6 Comments

You know, I’m an intelligent person. I am. I have a college degree (with honors, thank you very much) to prove it. Moreoever, I am Very Nearly finished with a masters degree from Duke University. One has to have some kind of intelligence, doesn’t one? to be able to make those claims. What’s weird about […]

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Why I Love the Dictionary
On August 6, 2005 | 2 Comments

smarm \’smarm\ n [back formation fr. smarmy] (1937): smarmy language or behavior. from Merriam Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary, 11th edition, pg. 1177.

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Coming Home
On August 5, 2005 | 1 Comments

I haven’t written anything here in days. In Days. And it’s not because I’m out of town anymore, and away from my computer. That can no longer be my excuse. It’s not for a lack of ideas. I have, in fact, a list of things to write about in my blog. Some of them will […]

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Why Do I Love Thee?
On August 2, 2005 | 0 Comments

A man goes to the window to watch people passing by. If I happen to be passing by, can I say he went there to see me? No, for he is not thinking of me in particular. But what about a person who loves someone because she is beautiful? Does he love her? No, for […]

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On August 2, 2005 | 0 Comments

Dave George and Bill, friends since fifth grade

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On August 2, 2005 | 0 Comments

Nikki, Lisa, Bill, Liz, Tina, Corrine, and Karen

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On August 1, 2005 | 0 Comments

Doug, Amy, Lisa, me and Bill, Liz, Corrine, and Tina

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