wouldn’t it be nice?
Reflections on music, nostalgia and a 50-year marriage.
Labor Day has come and gone and, to be frank, this weekend I don’t have much for you, dear readers.
To borrow a phrase from Tara Haelle writing in Elemental last month, I think that between the approaching election, the ongoing pandemic and the pride flag being stolen off of our home this week, I’ve reached my surge capacity. Frankly, my “resilience bank…
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