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So What’s Another Disaster?

When will I learn? You'd think by now, aware of the limitations of my blindness, I'd be careful, really careful with the experiments and projects my 6-year-old granddaughter and I do. "It's a disaster," she groaned. She was right. I had placed the hot iron on the...

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Seven Charts

I had seven charts to write, and if I wanted to have time for a lunch break, I only had an hour to write them. It might have been a possible task, but when 50 minutes had gone by and I had only finished four charts, I knew that my grumbling stomach would be...

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Potholes

I found myself driving the curvy road near my home slower than usual this morning. My eyes were open as wide as I could get them and I was scanning the road as intently as I could. I was swerving my car to the left and to the right. No, I wasn’t drunk, sick, or...

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Rain

I was driving home in a gloomy rainstorm on a cold, March morning in the mountains of my home. Part of me was enjoying the rain thinking that it would clean the slush, salt, and grime that covered my car from weeks of Winter driving and save me a trip to the car wash....

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Plans

I've been thinking alot about plans lately. Maybe this is because I've been doing a lot of "planning"...Planning for Christmas, for the new year, for next summer’s vacation, for work, for the boys, for my future retirement...And the list could go on and on. Or maybe...

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Patching Potholes

There is an old joke that I hear every Spring here in the mountains of my home. A police officer sees a car swerving erratically on the road ahead. After pulling the car over he walks up to question the driver. The man looks out his car window and says: “I know what...

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Of Empty Seats and Street Markets

"Et bien, ça c'est le meilleur!" Roughly translated, and taking into account the rolling of the eyes and the exasperated expression of the tone, this otherwise sweet French-speaking lady from the south of Belgium was saying, "Can you believe the audacity of some...

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Night-Vision Glasses

When my boys were little, they loved spy wear: hidden cameras, clandestine talking devices, backwards footprints, you name it. One of their pieces of equipment that intrigued me the most, however, was the night vision glasses. One could wear them in the darkest places...

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My Murphy’s Law Vacation

Murphy's law: Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. Not exactly the descriptor most people would like to attach to their vacation notes, but I couldn't help calling our recent trip to Scotland by this name. It all started out with a 15 minute thunderstorm in...

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