Monthly Archives: September 2017

The Prophecy of the Broken Down Car

“The three givens in life: Death, taxes and a broken down car on the side of I-55 in Holmes County.” Sparky Reardon Angels are with me. And they guided me as I zoomed up I-55 yesterday afternoon. So here’s the … Continue reading

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Wear out. Don’t rust out.

I think I just finished the fifth week of this 12-week PLS bootcamp session this morning. I say “I think” because honestly, I don’t know. The 4 a.m. Wake-up Club is also the The 4 a.m. Memory Loss Club. Fatigue … Continue reading

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Taking it one day at a time.

Just a few numbers to throw out at you: It’s 97 days until Christmas. It’s 242 days until my first child graduates high school. It has been 158 days since my mother died. It has been 441 days since my … Continue reading

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Little tiny forts made of blocks of fear

People will fight you to the death to protect their own inadequacies and failures. And yes, I have a plank in my eye on this one. We all live in a dangerous place called a comfort zone and will build … Continue reading

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A message for us all

“People are like oranges. You can tell what’s inside of them when they are squeezed.” Unknown My favorite tweet from yesterday was from CNN’s Bill Weir. As his boat sailed past the owner of the Caribbean Club (scene of Bogey … Continue reading

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The Lesson of 9/11

College freshmen don’t remember 9/11. I know, mind-blowing, isn’t it? Sixteen years is a long time ago — but those of us who do remember it have burning scars today. I look at my “United We Stand” cartoon and see … Continue reading

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The lesson of September 10, 2001

Sixteen years ago today, men and women prepared for the next day. Lunches were packed, work was completed, clothes were laid out, bags were packed and calendars were checked. Teeth were brushed, kisses given and stories read. It was a … Continue reading

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Sixteen years ago

  Last year, my family went to New York City. As we were heading out to the Statue of Liberty, I noticed the view looked very familiar. I lifted my phone and quickly snapped a photo. I then Googled my … Continue reading

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