Tommy’s Window on the World
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The Bike… by JoAnn
When I was around 6 or 7 years old, my sister got a new bicycle for her birthday. It was…
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Mama Boo… by Jane Strebel
She was a diminutive snippet of a woman, falling just short of five feet tall, a mountain woman who probably…
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High-Times on the 4th Floor… by Larry Fields
Two weeks ago, I was released from BRMC (Bristol Regional Medical Center) after an extended week-long stay. Some weeks are…
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Facing The Future With Grit & Grace
The passing years whisper warnings of memory loss, a thief threatening to steal my understanding of time itself. Vonnegut’s words…
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Anatomy of a Fall… by Larry Fields
Three weeks ago, I left the house telling my wife I was going to Lowe’s in Bristol to walk. It…
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Cookie & Brownie… by JoAnn
Today is Valentine’s Day. I woke up feeling rather alone on this holiday. I’ve always thought that a day to…
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My Favorite Therapy… by JoAnn
A good friend of mine mentioned the other day that she felt blasting loud music in the car is a…
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The Paradox of Positivity
I read recently that a new study found that people with sunny dispositions are often plagued by poor memory, impaired…
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Playing Santa Clause… by Larry Fields
I remember tearing across town on my to visit Grandma on the day my big sister dropped the bomb:“There is…
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Visiting Grandma… by JoAnn
My only grandmother was my mother’s mom when I was a young child. When I was born, Grandma was already…
