Tuesday, January 18, 2005
The alley
I remember when all my friends lived on the same alley. That’s where Mom and Dad parked the car. It fit just right, in a single, detached garage, out back. The alley was also where Dad burned paper garbage on Saturday. He carried all of our trash out to the alley, and he burned some of it in a large...
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Sunday, January 16, 2005
We all need one now and then
The tiny speck of insignificant pebble in my shoe is now removed. You all witnessed it. I sat right here and took it out. The shoe was very worn. The foot swollen, the pebble so very small, yet excruciating in its ability to burrow so deep into my foot. Had I recognized the source of my pain sooner,...
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