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 MENAHGA CHRISTMAS 1949

December has arrived in northern Minnesota. Harvest is past and the fields lie sere and spent, tufts of the first snowfall caught in their stubble. …

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THE BIOLOGY KIT

It came with my husband, this neat little kit in its black case, his purchase for his first semester in college at the University of …

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EVENING AND MORNING

“And the evening and the morning were the first day”. Time is the first necessary element for creating the universe and the life that exists …

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EQUINOX SKY

It’s late March and at last the earth turns toward the sun. Evening skies stretch out in hope. Still a heavy snow lies on the …

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JAMMED

It’s high summer, that time of year when we go crazy for the fresh fruit that only comes once a year. My memory wanders back …

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CAROUSEL DRIVE-IN

If I were to dream up the ultimate drive-in, it would be Carousel.It is high summer, a perfect afternoon in June. People line up with …

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SOMETIME AFTER MIDNIGHT

The disciples must have been beyond exhaustion. After helping Jesus feed thousands with a miraculous picnic on the shores of Galilee, they set out in …

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WALMART IN WARRENTON

After 44 plus years in the same house, the same community, with the same friends, the thought of moving to a new state was daunting. …

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LIFT YOUR FEET

On this day of pervasive rain, my memory bank gifts me with a dazzling blue summer day in North Vancouver, at the top Grouse Mountain. …

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IN THE HOSPITAL ELEVATOR

She looked the part of an addict. Gaunt and pale, her clothes hanging loosely on her concave frame, her face set in lines of despair. …

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