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I was aware that this could happen because ten years ago, while I was working in Kathy SolterÃs kitchen , an electrician told me a similar story. And, I write knowing that shinydome will be sitting at his computer, shaking his head. A condo owner up the street asked me to install two bathroom fans. […]
When Matt was taking the MCAS tests last spring, he said they were so easy, he finished with hours to spare. Pencil down and up and out of the classroom. Diane and I looked at each other and back at Matt, and as fatherly as possible, I said, ìYou know, there is such a thing […]
About a quarter of a mile from the Queijo’s house you’ll drive through a puddle. Mark includes that puddle when he gives out directions. ItÃs always there and it only varies in size. Stop at the puddle, look left and right, and youÃll see vast stretches of water on either side of the road. If […]
“Photo of pas des deux is from Le Corsaire – Semyon Troyanoff with Anna Liudmilla, c1927, Paris, costumes by Georges de Pogedaieff. ” Semyon Troyanoff is Steven’s father’s stage name. View larger image
Steven Varga-Golovcsenko’s parents – Semyon and Margit Varga-Golovcsenko View larger image
Rakkity sent me this link . It’s one friendly American’s view of Germany, or more specifically, the Germans. Insightful and amusing, and if you read only one of the four pages he’s written, I’d start with the last : Tuesday, September 21, 2004. “…Germans (or maybe Europeans, I’m not sure everyone here is a German) […]
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I wake and the sky Is there, intact The paper is white The ink is black My charmed life Harms no one– No wife, no son Samuel Menashe
As we plan this year’s fall camping trip… a look at the past, Allagash Lake, 1993. View larger image
Matt and I are in a valley, at the base of a mountain, trying to decide where to camp. ItÃs an area similar to many in Colorado, with a small town nearby. Adams comes along, pulls out his map and says, ìWeÃll begin at the top and camp at these lakes (pointing to his map […]
Matt and I are in a valley, at the base of a mountain, trying to decide where to camp. ItÃs an area similar to many in Colorado, with a small town nearby. Adams comes along, pulls out his map and says, ìWeÃll begin at the top and camp at these lakes (pointing to his map […]