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Monthly Archives: May 2018
“Mom! You’re not going to let him wear that, are you?” This was a question that rang out in our house several times a week from the time Cayce reached about twelve years old until Jamie left for college…about ten years. I freely admit that, when fashion sense was being handed out, I was MIA. So, for the…
Diane and I were in our chairs at the beach; she deep into a novel, I half into an afternoon nap, when her phone chimed. It was my Mother. She rarely calls when we’re away…probably still thinks it costs more. Emergency call? “Diane, where is my celery seed? I can’t find it, and I know I had…