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A Year Below the Mason-Dixon Line

At the age of 17, I hadn’t learned the art of saying no to my mother. Nor did I have the courage needed to challenge her.  She was a force that didn’t tolerate resistance, especially if it was obvious you weren’t going to win. So, when she announced, quite suddenly, I was going to a… Continue reading A Year Below the Mason-Dixon Line

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I’m Old, but Alive

I never thought about being old until I was. I knew older folks, been around them all my life, but I didn’t dwell on the idea that I would someday be old myself. Of course, I knew I would grow old, but I never worried about it. I was too busy living each stage of… Continue reading I’m Old, but Alive