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History Lessons 

Twenty years ago I visited Dauchu — the first concentration camp built by the Nazis in an old ammunition plant not far from Munich. I confess, I didn’t want to go. I knew it would be hard. I knew it … Continue reading

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What You Are Really Saying When You Say You’re Tired of Political Correctness 

I wish I had a dime every time I heard this sentence: “I’m so tired of political correctness. What ever happened to freedom of speech in this country?” Just check out any political news story on the Internet. It won’t … Continue reading

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There’s No Cure for the Common A**hole

There’s no cure for the common cold. I’ve recently realized there’s no cure for the common asshole either. Man, we are a cranky bunch. By “we,” I mean everyone in the grocery store, on the highway and on social media. … Continue reading

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The Postcard Project

I’m coping with the cold weather this year by clearing out my house. This is a painful process for me because I try to be a good global citizen and recycle or donate as much as possible. I don’t like … Continue reading

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Being a Grown Up is Highly Overrated

This is one of those weeks. You know the ones. Where the tough stuff comes out of the woodwork, and you are spinning around trying to make the right decision, but the right decision isn’t obvious to anyone. Least of … Continue reading

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This Is What Mother’s Day Should Be Like

I’ve posted before about why Mother’s Day isn’t my favorite holiday. This year, I must admit, was a tough one. Nothing major — just one of those days were absolutely nothing went right. By the end of the day, we … Continue reading

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25 Years Later

25 years ago today, almost to the minute, my mother took her own life. A therapist once told me that I had live through the worst thing that could happen to me, and I should take comfort in the fact … Continue reading

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