Suprise Me
Expect the Unexpected
Prompted By Graduation Advice
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I recently witnessed a highly successful businessman query a 20-something about her background, her upbringing and her 5-year plan. I remember a mentor telling me to make a 5-year plan. I can assure you, things never worked out as I anticipated. I always loved the arts, my degree is in Theatre Arts and I have…
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Blue Bug
Prompted By My First Car
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…the waves reaching up the beach and pulling my sleeping bag with me in it out to sea.
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From Motown to E-town
Prompted By My Hometown
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Still, this is my hometown. I love it for the amazing people I have met here and its overall caring heart and beauty.
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The Enchanted Castle Cake
Prompted By Recipes
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It was more than just a cake; it was an architectural marvel.
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No Friend Like an Old Friend
Prompted By Friendship
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My dearest camp counselor wrote this to me in 1966: You call me friend, but do you realize how much the name implies? It means that down through the years, through sunshine and tears, There’s always someone standing by your heart. And I would have you know, where ever you may go, There’s always someone,…
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Every day is a snow day
Prompted By Snow Day
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Reader Advisory. Iron Butterfly’s“In-A-Gada-Da-Vida,” and Simon and Garfunkel are referenced in this piece. If an earworm ensues, counteract it by singing “Bingo” (you know, “there was a boy who had a little dog and Bingo was his name-o…”) Snow days During grade school snow days, Chicky Ross, Danny Corsi, Tommy DiPetro and I used to…
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Frances Perkins: A Woman I Admire
Prompted By Women We Admire
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Frances Perkins, FDR’s Secretary of Labor for all twelve years of his administration, was the first female cabinet secretary and a woman you should know and admire.
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You Say You Want a Revolution
Prompted By Strikes
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A companion piece to Khati's story entitled 1969.
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Time and the Taxi Man
Prompted By Time
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Time and the Taxi Man Many years ago on the last day of our Jamaican honeymoon the hotelkeeper called a taxi to take us from Ocho Rios to Montego Bay for our flight home. When the driver picked us up he worried aloud that we hadn’t left enough time for the 100 kilometer trip, and…
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