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My older sister is not a warm person. Georgi hates the world and wants the world to know it. Why that is or when it began, we never knew. Smile at her and you'll get a glare. Say anything nice and she'll ask you what the hell you mean by that. Just exist and she'll probably want to hit you. My mother used to sum it up by saying: It's just her way.

And then, when she was 24, my sister made an exception and liked something: her cat, Tommy, a black and white kitten named for a rock Read more
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Growing up I was the second oldest in a family of six, two parents, two brothers, one sister, and me. I was right between the two boys. I guess we were privileged kids compared to most. We had a playroom, gaming systems, a big yard for football and baseball. Not going to lie, I had a good childhood. While I can’t speak for my younger brother I can say that we had very different years growing up. I was a girl that was athletic. I was old enough to keep up with the older kids and popular enough among peers Read more
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December 4th. Today is the third anniversary of your first bone marrow transplant. Did I actually say “first transplant”? Who in the hell has another one? It is still hard for me to imagine that you did. What parent walks around carrying those things in their memories?

You had such an amazing donor. He gave you six months of good health and a year of life. He must have been so brave and selfless to give you such a gift. I wish that I could thank him in person. But that would never happen because he would be Read more
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Plans
Death Cab For Cutie was once my favorite band, Plans was once my favorite album but then, all at once, a whirlwind came and switched it all around. When I was younger, death wasn’t any secret in my family. It was known that we would all die and it wasn’t much of a sore subject. Suicide was the same way, when I was in kindergarten I knew well what it was and was exposed to it by my mothers friend. When I was in second grade, I truly realized how little I knew, and how I wish I never Read more
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America’s pastime. We got the great bambino, the sultan of swat, the say hey kid, the freak. We got the loud, the soft spoken, the flat out obnoxious, and even the sweet caring guys. Baseball has everything. Baseball was my everything, but that all changed on one sunny happy day at Keizer field.
My dream at the time was to become a major league baseball player. I was only thirteen and didn’t know what the odds were so I knew in the back of my mind that Read more
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I acquired a wonderful recipe that follows this tale while working a one-year stint during the late 70s as a vegetarian chef at the legendary, but now defunct MOON & STAR restaurant in my hometown of Rochester, New York. One of our main chores was catering all-natural vegetarian fare backstage to famous rock groups from that era, including Procul Harum, Foghat, Blue Oyster Cult, Rush, the British band Yes (Yes, my favorite, YES!), plus singer Todd Rundgren.

Often, because of the whims and peculiar food requests from these artists, we were compelled to scramble for hard-to-find ingredients. At the Read more
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First appeared on Dblback.com, http://dblback.com/author/keithheggaton/
I’ve been talking a lot with my wife lately about my writing endeavors. In a recent conversation she encouraged me to write about fatherhood. Immediately intrigued, because my wife is a genius, I started grappling with all that my new fatherhood entails.
I’ve only been a dad for two weeks and I started drawing some pretty big blanks. I could write all day about changing diapers—about ten per day on average—or midnight bottle feedings. I am truly improving my chances of being a lottery pick in next year’s Dad Draft.
What Read more
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In 1979 my father waged war against the Mormons. Not against all of them--only the ones who lived behind us. His reason: they were too nice. His weapon of choice: Donna Summer.

It began the minute they moved in. They smiled, they waved, they offered to lend a hand whenever needed. Whatever it said about our neighbors of other religions, my parents found this behavior (which they labelled Mormon Behavior) bizarre. The last straw for my dad was when the Mormon family returned from a trip to Atlanta and had thought to bring Read more
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"Daisy, F3," my son Archer says as we pull into our parking spot. Disneyland’s about to open and we've arrived, just the two of us, our last hoorah before school starts.

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The alarm goes off and I pull the pillow tightly over my head. My husband, Hal, offers to wake the kids so I roll over, fall back asleep until Archer's voice wakes me, this time for good. "Hi, Mommy. It's kindergarten day."

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Before we go on any rides, Archer tells me he wants to watch “the rapids coaster.”
“It will only Read more
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"Daisy, F3," my son Archer says as we pull into our parking spot. Disneyland’s about to open and we've arrived, just the two of us, our last hoorah before school starts.

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The alarm goes off and I pull the pillow tightly over my head. My husband, Hal, offers to wake the kids so I roll over, fall back asleep until Archer's voice wakes me, this time for good. "Hi, Mommy. It's kindergarten day."

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Before we go on any rides, Archer tells me he wants to watch “the rapids coaster.”
“It will only Read more
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Tomorrowland "Daisy, F3," my son Archer says as we pull into our parking spot. Disneyland’s about to open and we've arrived, just the two of us, our last hoorah before school starts. *** The alarm goes off and I pull the pillow tightly over my head. My husband, Hal, offers to wake the kids so I roll over, fall back asleep until Archer's voice wakes me, this time for good. "Hi, Mommy. It's …
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With Both Hands Whenever I think of my mother, my mind flips to this story. Not to the whole story, but right to the middle of it, the worst moments of it. For me, that's where the story always starts. My mother was beating the hell out of me. The first few blows seemed to come from every direction as I grabbed my nightgown and pulled it over my head, not …
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Reasons to be Thankful By Robert Israel They scraped me off the street, my bicycle in a heap nearby, and ever so gingerly placed me on the gurney. A crowd of curious onlookers watched intently, thankful they were not being loaded onto the ambulance. The nurses at the hospital were calming as nurses are wont to be, and administered an intravenous tube of morphine, and soon everything around me became fuzzy and numb, and the …
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