Archive | Issue-81

A Christmas Letter

Dear All,
  
Well, it’s been quite a year!  Really, I hardly know where to start in telling you all the amazing things that have kept me, Bobby, Samantha, Harvey, Bob-Bob and the twins so gosh-darn busy during the previous …

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Fishing for Something

Terry watches the tip of the float bob up and down in dark, choppy water.  His feet are like stones and he flexes his knotty, purpling hands to keep them from seizing up. It’s hard to concentrate now, but there …

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A Sort of Tradition

It was New Year’s Eve and I was going to knock on George Martin’s door for the sixth time, for the sixth year in a row. The house was exactly how I remembered it, an off-white Ranch with a carport …

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A Christmas Miracle

My brother’s wife and I go way back. As a matter of fact, I was the one who brought them together. I am reminded of this as I watch Maryam enter through the glass and brass door of the café, …

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