Month: May 1995
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Phone bill spurs Mark’s education
Usually if I have to wake someone, I try to be gentle. But, kindness went out the window the morning I opened that $300 phone bill. I marched to my son’s bedroom, yanked the covers off and harshly announced, “I don’t care what time you went to bed last night, you are getting up now…
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ISEF in Canada with Nate
The hotel in Hamilton, Ontario was part of the chain found in the United States. The television was familiar, but the news commentator on V-E day had the audacity to talk exclusively about Canadian troops. That should have been enough to tell me I had left the USA. But I was startled as I turned…
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Trips fun, preparation is not
I have been awed by the Grand Canyon. Gotten up early to watch the tide sweep up the cliffs of Maine and sat up late watching it leave the breaches of California. I’ve seen the amber waves of grain and purple mountains of majesty, east, west, south and north. I’ve visited museums in big cities…
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In a maze of video games
I started so simply: a birthday gift of an electronic game. I was curious. What was so great about a happy face munching its way around a maze? I justified playing before wrapping, “I want to make sure it works. It was a demonstration game.” The game worked fine, just fine. Husband said, “First time…
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Sibling rivalry
With both a college and high school graduate this spring, I was basking in the reflected glory until sibling rivalry reared its ugly head. All my children were home for the weekend. One had a birthday, another chatted about his exciting job prospects, a third was competing in a statewide competition. By Saturday noon, we…