Archive for December, 1996

Another Gift

Oh, was my nose red this morning. Rudolph, eat your heart out!! It was nasty out there this morning–cold, wet, dready–even though I went out fairly late. I’m allowed. We’re in our between quarter break. The biting air is the vanguard of the coming of an arctic blast that should reach us tomorrow. They say [...]

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A Gift

How do I explain my feelings at this moment? Surprise? Wary? Humble? Glowing? The cold light rain this morning kept me indoors. As sipped a cup of freshly brewed coffee, I strolled around the darkened house. I was thinking about my youth and how I always had a sense of being invisible, of being the [...]

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