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Childhood
Discovery through play and imagination.They create their world of wonder and awe with a stick, leaves, and a puddle. To dive into the magic and become anything at any time…
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The Chair and the Vine
An old chair and an old wisteria vine. Both with history, and both watch in silence. Which is older, do you think? Sitting in the shade side by side, both…
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Paroles, A Song by Elvis for Today
There must be lights burning brighter somewhereGot to be birds flying higher in a sky more blueIf I can dream of a better landWhere all my brothers walk hand…
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The Extra Full Train
The train was full coming home, not unusual, but when we got on, they announced that the electronic boards with the car numbers were wrong. So everyone had to get…
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Are We Having Fun?
As soon as Gabriel was out of school (yes, school for French children is mandatory at age three), we went to the park, which is a stone's throw from…
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Longtime Dearest Friend
My friend Erika and I met when I was twenty-four years old and working for the Catholic Church in California. Erika was 14 years old. We became friends through…
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Chrysanthème in France
The differences between France and America are subtle. Take Mums and pumpkins, for example. Mums, a fall flower arrives in force in October. They spill out from the French…
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My Mother’s way to a Long Life
My mother’s way to a long life… -Have a passion that stirs you to get up and live. -Sleep, my mother sleeps uninterrupted nine hours every night. -Go outside as…
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