Suprise Me

The most wonderful “thank-you”–without those words ever being spoken by
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Prompted By Thank You

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Was it that kind of child-centered activity that made Anissa look back on that time, and on me, with such fondness?
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Harvard Interview by (1 Story)

Prompted By Interviews

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Seattle Harvard pedophile interviewer.
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Day Dreamer by
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Prompted By Daydreaming

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(Note; this was first written for the prompt BOREDOM on July 27, 2019. I have made a few, minor changes). I get lost in my thoughts, day dream, or fantasize; no time to be bored. My mind wanders back to a happy time that I want to re-live and cement in my memory. I will…
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You Light Up My Life by
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Prompted By Hair

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When we first think of hair, we assume the reference is to that which is on our head but in reality that’s not always the case. It was about 1971 and I had just asked a beautiful Stanford student out on a date. To tell the truth, I never thought in a million years she would…
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My friend by
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Prompted By Marijuana

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Season after season, he perfects his crop amidst civilization's sturm und drang.
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This is a Developing Story by
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But if one was the picture-perfect-postcard of a vacation the other was the photographic negative from which it was printed.
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Comfort Food for Renee by
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Prompted By Comfort Food

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Comfort Food for Renee I met Renee about 25 years ago when we were both working as librarians in the Bronx – she at New York Public Library,  and I at Jane Addams High School. Renee had been trained as a book discussion leader,  and as part of NYPL’s outreach to schools program she came…
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A Pie in the Hand … by
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Prompted By Mealtime

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A pie in the hand is worth the fond memory.
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Plane and Train Fails by
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Prompted By Planes and Trains

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We hated the drive to Detroit to visit my family when our three kids were young. In those days, it was six hours of torture. They were not great car travelers and entertainment options were limited to coloring and puzzle books, my reading to or singing with them, and I Spy type games. When boredom…
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Lessons from Old Dacca by
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Prompted By Inequality

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Somehow, we turned into a street and found ourselves in Old Dacca, where we clearly didn’t belong. 
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