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The Naked Truth

The year is 1967.  I am standing in a long hall of monumental statuary and painting, and I am wearing a cub scout uniform, along with several other boys from my church. We are about the business of culture here, an art museum of some sort. This little afternoon field trip is meant to sprinkle..

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Stop Saying #FirstWorldProblem

There are some truths so obvious you get a bit hoarse repeating them: Phoenix, Arizona is a nicer place to live than Tejarcillos, Costa Rica for a reason.  Seattle, Washington beats Zimbabwe for a reason. Salzburg, Austria trumps Sinhung, North Korea  for a reason.  It’s easier being a woman in Madison, Wisconsin than Riyadh, Saudi Arabia..

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The Idea of Us

The sunset fell across the courtyard at King’s Fish House last night in a way that glittered through a bottle of Chardonnay and made a big ruby jewel out of Mary’s wine glass.  My granddaughter, Willy, one hand palm-flat to her cartoon canvas and the other holding a trident bundle of crayons, appeared to ponder..

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