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When Dumb Becomes Useful

There is a longstanding phrase that sums up theĀ  impulsivity of youth: Young and stupid….

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Bombs Bursting In Air

The noise and clouds of rising smoke have left this year’s 4th of July celebration…

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Fear Factor

“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” Remember that golden moldy from…

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Bound for Glory…Almost

I routinely pump my mother for stories of my biological father (#1) because I never…

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Who Gets You, Baby?

I ask you this in all sincerity because it’s important that somebody get you; understand…

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A Tale of Two Mother’s Day Breakfasts

As anyone who knows me knows (is it you, dear reader?) I am nothing if…

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Navigating the “Big Muddy”

I seriously doubt that many young men would have resisted a just and necessary cause…

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Visiting Ancestrial America

In the summer of 1973, preceding my senior year in college, I arranged a special…

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Mea Culpa Poodle

It’s probably unnecessary to publish a formal correction to an earlier essay since that’s really…

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Lunch at Linebaugh’s

The late, great, John Hartford (bluegrass/songwriter) was an early musical inspiration of mine and in…

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