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GRRRRRR!

Whatever is this world coming to?  I looked again at the document.  “I can’t sign this,” I said.  No punctuation marks.  A relative clause so far from its parent verb that it wasn’t even a distant cousin.  A spellcheck-reliant secretary … Continue reading

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A Community of Bravery

Admiring Life’s Strong Ones I am sitting in a roof restaurant in Kensington on a warm August night. The balcony is framed in flower boxes.  Between them I see the tops of red double decker buses flick by in the … Continue reading

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