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I鈥檓 blatted into Christmas past by tubasThe tuba is not a nimble instrument. But there鈥檚 a Christmas carol perfectly suited to its cadence that transports me.
Cards were a level playing fieldGrowing up, family visits in Jackson, Mississippi always included epic games of gin, hearts, and spades.
The Himalayas, at lastI was in Nepal on business, and I had only one chance to see the peaks of the Himalayas. Or so I thought.
How comic books set me on the road to readingMy earliest companions included 鈥淩ichie Rich鈥� and 鈥淟ittle Archie,鈥� but also 鈥淛ane Eyre鈥� (the comic).
Before apps, there was a gadget for thatI鈥檝e inherited my father鈥檚 penchant for purchasing 鈥渕iracle鈥澛燿evices, a few of which actually work.
Running while female and foreignTemperatures in Djibouti can reach 113 degrees F. But the rewards I get from my running habit are worth it. Here鈥檚 why.
Let freedom ring: How music helped fell the Berlin WallLong before the fall of the Berlin Wall, rock music provided a focal point for the dissatisfaction of younger East Germans.聽
Resolving to share 鈥楢merica鈥檚 best idea鈥�We couldn鈥檛 avoid visiting at Yellowstone鈥檚 tourist peak. But we could adjust our outlook.聽Despite the congestion, we had an excellent time.
Nancy Drew and the mystery of girl powerSo many classic children鈥檚 books are problematic now. But the detective series starring Nancy Drew has proved to be an exception.
Now it鈥檚 my mom鈥檚 turn to shineShe鈥檇 always been there for me in my career; it鈥檚 only fair that the tables would turn. The聽Ms. Senior Missouri USA pageant was her time to shine.- A beautiful autumn mystery 鈥� solvedAfter the leaves have fallen and gardens have shriveled, the witch hazel declares, 鈥淭he show must go on.鈥�
Pinned to the pastThe pewter urns. The silver. The furniture of known provenance. Now I know why the pharaohs were buried with so much stuff.
Perfectly at home with imperfectionIt鈥檚 my home鈥檚 imperfections that make it interesting. But it鈥檚 not only the house. Everything I own seems to have a glitch, often by my choice.聽
Unafraid to be frayedShe was her family鈥檚 jean-patcher growing up, so she hated holes as an adult. But what about fashionable ones?
How I teamed up with my son on technologyI never dreamed I鈥檇 be a tech reviewer 鈥� or that it would provide such an occasion for cooperation and growth.
Uncle Dale knew what I neededIt was during a time of transition that our car needed an oil change, and my Uncle Dale offered a hand.
Doing for others what I don鈥檛 do for myselfMy young friend needed help with her garden. I can鈥檛 work my smartphone or my computer, but suddenly I was no longer a fogey, but an authentic Elder.
How my sister and I made dirt funnyWhat is the charm of the average mud puddle to youngsters? It鈥檚 only dirt and water.聽Is it the sound of the splash?
My American dream is greenIn a cycle of homegrown food 鈥� seeding, growing, tending, harvesting 鈥� I came to understand a different version of the American dream.
How the object of my search found me insteadI had to have one, just one, of my very own, found on my own. Beach time for me became Petoskey time, no exceptions.
