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Each Easter dinner of my childhood started with my father, sitting at the honored, head of the table, hands together in the ritualistic prayer style saying “Bless Us Oh Lord, these thy gifts…”

After the prayer he would start carving the whole leg of lamb that my mother had spent hours carefully seasoning and roasting so that it would be Easter perfect!

I sat just three chairs down from the carving epic center, and every year, I was appalled.

How could it be that on the day we celebrated the “… Continue

He had been uncharacteristically absent for the afternoon and evening – no phone calls, emails or text messages.

Silence.

When I finally placed a call to him at 10:45 p.m., I did so with a familiar uneasiness in the depths of my chest, and as usual, my knowledge of human nature, especially when it comes to men, did not steer me wrong.

He talked of having a “strange” day - an unexpected phone call from an ex-girlfriend that led to a spur of the moment dinner where they discussed mutual friends… Continue

Why is it necessary for me to know that your company’s expense reimbursement policy is archaic? Why do I have to hear that you haven’t been paid in over a month for your out-of-pocket expenses? Do I really care that you are obsessed with the weather and have to look at the radar map every morning, over and over again? Quit talking so loud on your stupid cell phone! In case you didn’t know, technology has advanced beyond two tin cans and a string. And lastly, the world does not revolve around… Continue

Richard Williams is a personal friend of mine - he just returned YESTERDAY from the Honor Flight to Washington arranged to have WWII vets view the new WWII Memorial - you can go on-line and read all about this… Continue