Those were cold, dark winter mornings during second semester of my freshman year in college, when my alarm woke me at 5:00 am for morning swim team practices.
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When Strangers Marry
Thirty years ago, I promised to love, honor, and marry a man I really didn’t know all that well at the time.
The haunted house that made me a scaredy cat
It was a small-town fundraiser during a cool, clear October in the 1970s, but it’s a night that I’ll never forget.
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A lesson for losers
The stadium lights blazed sizzling white that fall Friday night. Our son was the second string center on the visiting team. His odds of playing weren’t good.