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Oink

There was a time in my life when I spent many hours each month in the presence of pigs. Big pigs, little pigs. Momma pigs and daddy pigs. Sibling pigs. Pigs in packs. Pigs in puddles. Pigs in piles. Oh, to hang out in a wooded enclosure, leaning up against bunch of 200-lb pigs, all…

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Not in Kansas anymore

Moons back, when I was in my late 20s, my brother and sister were both teaching in Namibia, and my mother--in an expression of largesse and adventure--offered to cover the expenses for the four of us to take a trip together during an extended school break. So, off we went. We were stuffed into a VW Golf…

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No wrong turns

I had one of those things happen today. I was running some errands in Takoma Park and felt a need to get home, though I didn't have anything I had to do at any particular time. Ninety-nine, maybe 98, percent of the time I head home off Rt 32 a particular and specific way. Today -- I…

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Mind, blown

Back when I was in high school, my family took a trip to visit my grandparents in San Diego. We went during the extended Christmas vacation time (that's what it was called back then), and I remember it being rather bizarre seeing Christmas lights on large cacti and palm trees. We didn't visit often, nor…

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Fallen fruit

Decades back in a chapter of my life lived long ago, our family was visiting my father's parents in the San Diego area. Escondido to be specific, though I'm not sure that's a particularly relevant detail here. We didn't visit them often as 1) California was far away in a time before the internet, websites…

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