An article I wrote for the Laurel Independent, published online here and here.
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By Jessie Newburn
“Like father, like son,” some say. Though in the case of the McAuliffe’s four-generational lineage of…
My lunch plans in DC today got rescheduled after I was already in the city, so I decided to make the best of things and stop by the national mall.
Oy. Warm day. Spring.…
Life is good when such a photo opp presents itself. Love Patron.
This little photo is like my family: Dad, mom, me, middle-kid sister and younger brother. Except, not really. I mean, if there…
Lighters and pens are the kind of things that are easy to hand to another person and never see again: the recipient (and new "owner") having no sense they walked off with your…
I grew up with a set of vocabulary cards from the early '60s. Still have them. Here's a gem. A very anachronistic gem.
It's "Hammer," and you'd think if someone was going to make a sign and go through the hassle of actually vandalizing stop signs as this person has done, they'd have checked the spelling,…
I was thinking back on high school and various memories from that time in my life when snippets of learning to drive popped into my mind. My driver's ed teacher was Coach Skelton,…