Tag: travel
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Chapter 65. A Passing
The husband of a friend died yesterday. I only met him briefly and I’ve only known her since last April when she and I worked on a fundraiser together. I liked her immediately. She is straightforward in that East Coast way. Blunt. To the point. No time for nonsense. It’s a new friendship, one I hope to nurture more deeply. …
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Chapter 55. The Importance of Stuff
For as long as I can remember, I have made statements like this: Things mean nothing to me. They’re all replaceable. If the house burned down today, I’d be fine just so long as I saved the animals. I always wondered if I meant it. A couple of weekends ago, we had an estate sale. Rebecka (the estate…
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Chapter 52. Ghosts
I shouldn’t have, but I did anyway. I returned to the house today to look for an iron. As I walked through examining all our belongings placed for sale, I was fine. I was even okay when I looked at the overgrown vegetable garden. I was all right when I looked at the St. Francis statue that protects Paulina’s…
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Chapter 46. Alba
I guess sometime in 1978, I received a call from GB’s receptionist. She was taking belly dancing lessons and heard a story of a girl from Nicaragua who needed help. The receptionist suggested that GB and I would be the right people to do this since we were always rescuing animals and why not a little girl?…
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Chater 20. Tripped Up.
We had explored every peninsula along the coast of Maine. It took 10 years. And in 1995, we decided to move there. We looked at homes on the coast. We worked with a dental business consultant to find a practice. The one we liked was in Union, a good 30-minute drive from our coastal home picks. That was on a good…
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Chapter 1. It wasn’t the house. It was the land.
We settled here some 47 years ago. The half-acre property sitting in the middle of an urban area gave us all we needed: space for our two cats and two dogs. And it would ultimately give us the place where we would acquire and say good-bye to more cats, dogs. . . . among them our 7 beloved…
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Chapter 1. It wasn’t the house. It was the land. We settled here some 47 years ago. The half-acre property sitting in the middle of an urban area gave us all we needed: space for our two cats and two dogs. And it would ultimately give us the place where we would acquire and say good-bye to more cats, dogs.…
Air. 