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None of it was perfect, but what is?
We all have our ways when it comes to Halloween candy.
You’d be crazy to cross Mr Smith’s garden. But one night I had to.
All families have secrets. As people get older or pass away, the secrets come to light. Like Grandma Lena’s.
We creatures of the earth shouldn’t eat each other’s lips. That’s my firm view.
Some things change, some stay the same.
We were always happy with pancakes straight from Mom’s pan, not too thick or too thin, drizzled with some homemade jam or jelly or sugar or maple syrup from the Piggly Wiggly.
We live in media-rich times, but streaming services don’t compare to summer nights at the 10-Hi.
Lois Thielen, the famous Minnesota baker, is making rhubarb crunch this week. With her recipe, we all can.
We didn’t have jewels in our family but we had buttons. And Verne Gagne.
Artist, architect, musician, journalist, poet, naturalist, medieval calligrapher, granite artisan, historian. His friends called him Glanny.