Suprise Me
David the King!
Prompted By Refugees
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Computer Age
Prompted By My First Computer
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To help us become proficient in using a mouse, Solitaire was installed on all our computers.
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Time Stopped
Prompted By Time
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Sometimes, as in the case of my high school math class, time stopped.
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The Chair in the Courtyard
Prompted By Superstitions
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The Chair in the Courtyard When I met my friend Rose she’d been a window for several years. She spoke lovingly about her late husband Bob and I soon learned he’d been her second husband. One day over lunch Rose and I were reminiscing about our past lives and she told me this story. She’d…
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There’s more than one way to break eggs
Prompted By Prison
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He must have noticed that the word “kidnapping” shocked us. He took the time to give us the word-for-word definition from the California Criminal Code: “Moving another person a substantial distance, without the person's consent, by means of force or fear.”
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Cherished Charms
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If the house is ever on fire I pray these make it out safely. Admittedly unprepossessing, they are my childhood stuffed toys. The doll I named Margie after my older cousin whom I thought the most beautiful of girls, and Rory, cause elephants roar, get it? Um, right. Mom made the little dress for Margie…
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Holiday in Limbo
Prompted By Pandemic Holidays
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Holiday in Limbo It’s hard to believe but with the passing of the generations I’m now the family matriarch. It’s not my great-uncle Sid leading Seder but my husband, not my aunt Babs cooking Rosh Hashanah dinner but me, not my dad carving the Thanksgiving turkey but my son. But will he this year? A…
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On Nicknames and Wearing Black at Funerals
Prompted By Nicknames
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A cup of tea, a game of backgammon, and memories of Mao
Prompted By Snowy Days
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Dan and Sally invited me in, and with their daughter, we played backgammon, and they made me a cup of tea and offered me some cookies.
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On the way to Toledo
Prompted By Highways and Byways
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To play the “Gas Station Game,” you began by taking turns choosing different brands of gas, the way you might pick players on a pickup baseball or touch-football team. He would pick first—that was just the rule—and he would always pick Standard,
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