Day 11. Still no end in sight to our incarceration. Our captor continues to blow his stack, making escape impossible. Out of money, toothpaste and clean socks, we all pray for the end….. No, this is not the Diary of Anne Frank, it’s the travel itinerary for the Molinari Family Spring Break 2010. We were…
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For the Love of Candy
No matter how much we hammer the religious significance of Easter into our children’s little heads, their minds default to one thing this time of year: the candy. Sure, they put on flouncy dresses and stiff ties, kneel angelically in prayer, and pose for pictures on the church steps. But secretly, every kid is patiently…
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Living overseas in the military has provided our family with unique opportunities to learn about various European cultures first hand. We don’t have to imagine what it would be like to be European, we can simply live it. Sampling local foods is a necessary part of the experience, but many Americans shy away from this…
I Put the Ooze in Loozer
Why did I go over to Al’s apartment that night? It was the spring of 1992 and I was still single. His roommate had already gone to bed, and Al started speaking in a creepy soft tone as he got up from the couch and started turning off lights in their living room. With the…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets