When I was growing up in Largo, Florida, my dad and I charted the latitude and longitude of hurricanes brewing in the Atlantic Ocean and Gulf of Mexico. We’d catch the coordinates on an AM radio station every morning and evening, and mark the storm’s course on a special map hung by my bedroom door….
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Dear Nancy Bercaw!
I thought eating turkey in Abu Dhabi last year was the cat’s meow, but Thanksgiving in Reykjavik totally takes the cake. Why am I using these expressions? Because maybe the clichés will turn you away before you get more than you bargained for. Please be warned that further reading will take you from a big…
The Pool for Drowning Women
This is a tale of two days. A long bus ride in one, short daylight in the other. Both days took place in one. Today. The tale features three intrepid Vermonters who woke early after a fitful sleep. They lounged around sipping coffee and eating pastries because they had plenty of time before their…
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