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Introducing My Patreon

Today, I invite you to join my Patreon community. For just $1 a month you can unlock one or two posts a week and listen to a new monthly podcast. Click here to join. What You Get for $1 A Month Ad-free and sponsor-free content Monthly Podcast Monthly Video Message Exclusive Details on the...

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Rainbow Connection

Guest Post by Chloe Koffas The following blog post is from regular contribute Chloe Koffas.  It first appeared on her blog, Light From A Pixel. Republished with permission from the author. Rainbow Connection For a short time, I lived in a small town in New Mexico where pink sunsets splashed across...

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Junkyard Memories: Salvage Yards and Salvation

I remember when my burdens rolled away; I had carried them for years, night and day. When I sought the blessed Lord, And I took Him at His word, Then at once, all my burdens rolled away. —Minnie A. Steele, 1908 My father’s hands were always covered in black grease from hours spent bent over...

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Dog Story: Busted

“If you put shame in a Petri dish, it needs three things to grow exponentially: secrecy, silence and judgment. If you put the same amount of shame in a Petri dish and douse it with empathy, it can’t survive.” –Dr. Brene Brown After Billy left home, I rode his old 10-speed bike every day. The...

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Repost: Life in Mossley in Lancashire, 1978

The following is an excerpt from My Life In Music: 1978, a post on the blog Imaginary Friends. That’s a well-chosen name for a blog written by a Gen-Xer. Excerpt Gen-Xers, Mossley in Lancashire via Imaginary Friends In 1978 I was living with my mother and sister in a small council flat, and...

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A Thanksgiving Story

I used to be a public information officer (PIO) for a large ambulance service. Much of my job involved responding to media queries about “bad calls” that reporters would hear on police scanners. Every day I received dozens of calls about potentially horrible situations, referred to by...

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Route 66 Blue Whale

My father lived for roadside attractions along the rural byways of America. He loved to take Sunday afternoon drives and he loved to take long trips across the country. Born in 1930, he was a member of the Silent Generation. He grew up during The Great Depression and hated the Interstate Highway...

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Joe

Oh thinkin’ about all our younger years There was only you and me We were young and wild and free –Heaven, Bryan Adams (1983) Here are some memories I thought I’d share on this Memorial Day. This is a picture of Joe, a young Cold War veteran. The picture was taken around 1987....

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