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Turkey Hands. Every child has made one. A crafty tradition sent down through the ages. I have fond memories of coloring my “feathers” in red, yellow and orange, always thinking it a work of art that I couldn’t wait to share with my mom. Later, I would receive my own turkey hands. They would go… Continue reading Turkey Hands
Tomorrow is the first day of school for our county and I find myself moving towards it with a sense of sad trepidation. My son is a junior in high school this year. My baby boy, the last one. It has been 16 years since I had to take just one child to school. SIXTEEN… Continue reading Bye-Bye Birdie
I have observed among my peers the need to force their child into adulthood. Now this might be fine if the subject of topic were an actual adult who seemed unwilling to fly, but as it turns out it is an actual child; some as young as three years of age! I can understand the… Continue reading Let the Children Play
We spend approximately 9 hours a day at our place of work. Add to that number the hour or so of preparation, as well as an hour of commuting, and one can easily project half a day spent for the involvement of labor. Now that we are up to approximately 11 – 12 hours dedicated… Continue reading Four Hours to Live
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