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Don’t Have My Cow, Man!
If you were driving from Southhampton to New York City, late on a summer afternoon in 2006, you may have seen something peculiar. Many people did a double-take, disbelieving their eyes. Is that…? No, it couldn’t be… It wasn’t a bird. It wasn’t a plane. It was Hubby, tootling along Route 27. He had the…
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A Man For All People
It was late on the Christmas night of Hubby’s 48th year. We were all sitting around the dining room table, digesting our dessert. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, he turned to me and stated, “I know what I want for my 50th birthday.” I didn’t like the way he said it. Maybe it was the…
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Siri-ously?
Can we all agree that relationships are tricky? Sometimes, the most difficult ones are with those closest to us. Take, for example, the small woman who lives within my iPhone. Her name is Siri, and I carry her around in my purse. When we first met, Siri and I had a great time together. We’d…
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Mine Eyes Have Seen The Gaudy
Whenever the Fourth of July rolls around, I start reminiscing about 1976. It was, of course, the 200th anniversary of our nation’s sovereignty. For the year leading up to it, our collective American consciousness was obsessed with all things Bicentennial. As the world’s leaders in conspicuous consumption, what better way for Americans to mark such…
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RIGHTEOUS!
Many people of the cloth speak of the “calling” which led them to religious service. My friend, Jane, was a New Jersey housewife (a real one, not a Real one), when she got the call. Now Jane is a Vicar, enrolled in an intensive four-year program to become a Lutheran minister. A relative of my…
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