Month: August 2011
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Paratrooper’s prayer
The prayer of a paratrooper The confidence gained from months of training and successful parachute jumps with the Army’s 82nd Airborne flew away the day the two guys in front of our son, Randy, “squeezed through the jump door together like the Three Stooges.” “Their chutes tangled up. As they jumped, one chute opened –…
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Parent’s point of view
One simple question from a frustrated mom with older children triggered an avalanche of responses on Facebook. All she wanted to know was, “If children knew that their choices would determine how the world would judge their parents, do you think it would make a difference?” Short, quick comments followed. “I think not.” “No, probably…
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Same face, new place
On August 10, my column moved from Mondays to Wednesday. This afforded me an opportunity to ask for community help on various tasks I do through the year. I’ve moved. Painlessly, effortlessly, I’ve moved from Monday’s editorial page to Wednesday’s. Last week, after 18 years of Monday columns, I was informed I would now write…
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The very hungry caterpillar birthday
Bouncing with energy, flaxen hair flying, our three-year-old granddaughter grinned and jumped as she watched impatiently behind the picture window for us to park as her daddy came out to welcome us to his son’s first birthday party. The little feller studied us with his usual bemused look of astonishment and joy. A year ago,…