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    The transition from urban dwelling to small-town living has been anything but easy.

It really was a steam laundry. Of course you already knew that if you were a Laundry restaurant patron during its 25-year run on Race Lane dating from 1980. The large industrial washing machine on the patio was a good clue.
Somewhere in the archives here at The Star are stories about how the Atlantic sturgeon was caught here and made into caviar.
Trouble on the beach of one sort or another is inevitable once the days get hot and the water reaches a swimmable temperature.
Back to school catalogs have begun to arrive, and summer, the season that when you’re young you think will never end, has barely begun..
Not even the Kona, that magical coffee bean, could rouse the sleeper, and by the time he did wake up, the external shell of me was ready for bed.

After the divorce, I had to rent my house each summer in order to keep up with expenses and somehow get myself through college