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Free to a good home

Free to a good home

The elaborate black mailbox down the street caught my eye as I drove past on the way to work. One day, I decided to pull over on the way home and take a closer look. It wasn’t a mailbox at all, but a “Little Free Library” filled with books. According to the sign on...

What I did on my summer vacation

I don’t like to think that I’m middle-aged, but it’s true. Today, I got a telemarketing call wanting to talk to me about my Medicare Advantage plan. I made her repeat it before I realized what she was asking me. “I’m not that old yet!” I shouted and hung up the phone....

The only constant is change 

I’m not one to quote Greek philosophers, but the words “the only thing constant is change” has been floating through my mind lately. I see it in the new old places we visit around town: a restaurant that used to be this is now that, a brewpub I used to love is now a...
Daddy’s girl

Daddy’s girl

One of my earliest memories of my dad was waiting to surprise him when he came home each day from work. I’m sure he saw me way before I saw him, a wiggling 2-year-old trying to hide face down on the living room couch. When he reached the top of the stairs, he’d...

We’re not really strangers

I picked her up at the Phoenix airport around 9 p.m., this tall young woman wearing Converse high-tops painted two different colors, and pants with one leg black and one leg white. Her curly blonde hair was blue now, but I recognized her smile, and the hug felt the...