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I hate being cold.
You might surmise it reminds me too much of my childhood winters in Wisconsin.
Back then my parents would snatch us from school and drive to Florida…
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The subtle nuances of life’s magic never ceases to amaze me.
As I planned my columns for the New Year, this one leaped out at me: February 14, Valentine’s Day.
Many…
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Somewhere along the line, joy became my goal in life.
Not fortune.
Not fame.
Simple joy.
My life has been full of joy nearly nonstop since the day I graduated…
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In the woods my imagination runs wild, pondering what transpired on these age-old trails way back when, in another time, possibly another dimension.
I envision the hearty…
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What is it about bikes that bonds people as tight as family ties? Cyclists come in all shapes, sizes and forms.
There are cyclists who ride for fitness.
Cyclists who…
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Ah, this time of the year we need to chill, reflect, remember, and dream of our days chasing the horizon.
Lost in a sea of endorphins, the waterfall of perspiration…
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I’ve written a screenplay called My Sister is a Reptilian Shape-Shifter and a young adult novel where the prodigy young female protagonist can see the world through the eyes…
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Ah, a New Year! Time to reflect and tell old stories.
I’ve been a storyteller for as long as I can remember. When I started to write for the local newspaper and eventually…
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Despite the dampness, dark and cold, I moved into the basement bedroom in search of privacy and the sense of independence as soon as my older brother headed west to Lake…
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Despite forecasts of relentless rain for the weekend, blue skies glow through a long sun break as I roll to a stop along the Middle Fork Trail amid the roar of runoff rushing…