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Garbage Can Scrap Time

More than twenty years ago, when I worked for a library system in Illinois, we were required to attend a ‘time management’ workshop.  Nobody was looking forward to it expecting to be bored senseless.  Yet is has become the only training session I remember from all my Corn Belt years. After we were seated in…Read More »

Not My Father’s Arms

As I sat with him that October afternoon, my friend, who was dying, revealed his worst recollection. Not the backwards premonition I expected of war, fractures, the premature passing of his only daughter, but an evening, he told me, when he was four or five. His mother gave permission for him to meet his father,…Read More »

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