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Of Flocks and Wings
Lurking somewhere in the back of our adult brains is every mother’s admonition If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you? Don’t blindly follow your friends. Sometimes this warning is made explicit. When I went to university in my 40s,… Read More ›
What’s in a name? A face, a voice, laughter, habits brought readily to mind.
The names of the people we love are like beads on a Rosary, well-worn worry stones oft-fondled for comfort and reassurance.
