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One of the neat things about wondering around this whirling glob of mud as long as I have is I get to call “young lady” ladies I once had to call ma’am. And fairly often, if the moon is right, I get a hug.
One thing I learned long ago, even before I joined the U.S. [...]

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Her name, I think was Lynn. Our kids came home one day with the tale that she’d been suspended from school, they thought unfairly.
Lynn was on the school bus, headed home. She was a street kid from the suburbs of Chicago, living with sort-of family in Maine, and on that day being picked on by [...]

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One of the cool things about writing in a newspaper is sometimes readers actually talk back. Sometimes, even, they are complimentary.
I wrote a story about Charles Caldwell, a World War II veteran who, it turned out, lives across the street from me. I didn’t know that before I went to talk with him about his [...]

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