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When a pack rat packs, hang onto your hats

When a pack rat packs, hang onto your hats

In a few days, I’ll be packing for a week at the beach and you might be wondering what I will be taking along. A lot more, as it turns out, than I did when I left my little town for the Big Time of college. That was 40 years ago. What I want to explore in this piece is what’s happened in the interim, what’s turned me into the kind of guy who can’t seem to leave anything behind. But before...

BRUCE

As we headed down the last of eight mountain passes toward her home in the beautiful Shenandoah Valley in Virginia, my 3-year-old granddaughter, Maren, asked a gem of a question. We were listening to a child’s musical CD when she picked up on the words “miss you.” Typical of inquisitive 3-year-olds, Maren asked a profound question. “Does ‘miss you’ mean you will be glad to see him again?”...
Miss Maren doesn’t miss a beat in Amish Country

Miss Maren doesn’t miss a beat in Amish Country

As we headed down the last of eight mountain passes toward her home in the beautiful Shenandoah Valley in Virginia, my 3-year-old granddaughter, Maren, asked a gem of a question. We were listening to a child’s musical CD when she picked up on the words “miss you.” Typical of inquisitive 3-year-olds, Maren asked a profound question. “Does ‘miss you’ mean you will be glad to see him again?”...

MISSY

Simplify. It’s a word I’ve talked about before and it’s a word that I should tattoo on my forehead in blinking lights every time I want to bring something new into our home. Shiny, flashing neon lights that would blind me and remind me to think “Do I really need this?” Our lives are made up of stuff, this we can’t deny. How much we deem fit to have around us is another thing. I’ve decided...
Meet me at the fair

Meet me at the fair

I’m not sure how many times I went to the county fair as a child, but probably not many. I did go to Disneyworld twice. Once when I was too young to remember anything, except by seeing the photographs of me in my red-plaid, bell bottom pants standing with my grandma Cipollone in her knee length sweater outside an eat stand munching on cotton candy. The other time was with my dad when I was...

LAW

Disagreements about pets can quickly escalate and lead to litigation. Increasingly, people have been turning to mediation to resolve these issues. In mediation, a neutral party guides discussions between disputing parties so that both sides can share their points of view and work together to create acceptable solutions. This article provides some examples of instances in which mediation can prove...
Addressing pet issues through mediation

Addressing pet issues through mediation

Disagreements about pets can quickly escalate and lead to litigation. Increasingly, people have been turning to mediation to resolve these issues. In mediation, a neutral party guides discussions between disputing parties so that both sides can share their points of view and work together to create acceptable solutions. This article provides some examples of instances in which mediation can prove...

DAVIS

I was amused at the mini-huff raised when Great-Grandmother Elizabeth (otherwise known as Queen of England) seemed anxious to be off for her summer holiday at Balmoral Castle in Scotland. Some of the press reports spun that to imply she was royally aloof about the arrival of a new heir in line for the throne, but the actual video of the question by a schoolgirl was simply a casual exchange that I...
Grandmas (and grandpas) in waiting

Grandmas (and grandpas) in waiting

I was amused at the mini-huff raised when Great-Grandmother Elizabeth (otherwise known as Queen of England) seemed anxious to be off for her summer holiday at Balmoral Castle in Scotland. Some of the press reports spun that to imply she was royally aloof about the arrival of a new heir in line for the throne, but the actual video of the question by a schoolgirl was simply a casual exchange that I...

DEWEY

In a few days, I’ll be packing for a week at the beach and you might be wondering what I will be taking along. A lot more, as it turns out, than I did when I left my little town for the Big Time of college. That was 40 years ago. What I want to explore in this piece is what’s happened in the interim, what’s turned me into the kind of guy who can’t seem to leave anything behind. But before...