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I hardly recognized myself — letting time go by without purpose

Who darns things anymore anyway, seems the right question

It makes you want to take your shirt off and do jumping jacks

We attended a celebration held in memory of our dear old friend Marlys

This one learned how to say “God damn it” and a whole lot more from hanging around the fish market

There was something that had caught my eye as I was reading a book on dreams, “Man and His Symbols”

I’ve long poked fun at his penchant to overprepare when it comes to supplies
A potpie for the masses Carissa Katz

We have to face the fact that language is changing faster and faster

The boasting rights would be worth it, he seemed to think

It broke the plane and we’re in pain