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With our faces buried beneath hats and scarves, Grandpa and I didn't say much, but I remember well the soundtracks of crunching snow, panting dogs and breeze-tickled bare twigs.
18 Nov 2009
Fair warning: I'm cranking up my leaf blower these days, and it's going to break the rural sound barrier.
11 Nov 2009
The 15-minute segment of my long-ago life in which I defeated The $10,000 Pyramid came to mind a week ago when the funny, smart Soupy Sales died.
4 Nov 2009
I found it oddly reassuring that some things cannot be found through a Google search.
28 Oct 2009
Grooming and veterinarian appointments have replaced the football and history bowl practices in my mom's schedule, and without two overeating sons to feed, she'll cook legitimate meals for the dogs.
21 Oct 2009
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There I was, about to click the one-stop-shopping button for a 5-pound tub of Spike seasoning when a disembodied voice I'd neglected called out, "Why don't you just go outside?"
14 Oct 2009
Music marks my life as I hope it will mark my daughter's: happily and casually, with rock and cold nights warmed by pilfered beer ...
30 Sep 2009
On the edge of Hillsborough, out on Grady Brown School Road, a steep hill seems to shoot you straight into the sky.
23 Sep 2009
The first thing I learned about jury duty, that most unloved of civic obligations, is that the state of North Carolina has rebranded it "jury service."
16 Sep 2009
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