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Getting Punched in the Balls
Yesterday morning, I got punched in the balls. It was Ben. On my way out the door I went in for my ration of morning hugs from the boys. Isaac is easy; even at six, I think he’d be happiest if we were...
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What I Learned from a 1972 Dodge Van
I grew up in the post-Vietnam, pre-Reagan seventies. We had a 1972 Dodge Van, which was General Lee orange, emblazoned around the middle with a thick, white stripe. It got four miles to the gallon...
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Getting Punched in the Balls
Yesterday morning, I got punched in the balls. It was Ben. On my way out the door I went in for my ration of morning hugs from the boys. Isaac is easy; even at six, I think he’d be happiest if we were...
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What I Learned from a 1972 Dodge Van
I grew up in the post-Vietnam, pre-Reagan seventies. We had a 1972 Dodge Van, which was General Lee orange, emblazoned around the middle with a thick, white stripe. It got four miles to the gallon...
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