Purple Heart

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I’ve recently taken up a new hobby – wheelchair basketball. One day not long ago I was down at the gym with a few friends, shooting some hoops for fun. “Damn,” I said after Rick had missed his seventh consecutive shot. “You can’t put that in the bucket to save your life. Somethin on your mind, bud?” Chagrined, he rolled …

Friends and Enemies

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“I’ve learned that all a person has in life is family and friends. ach department phone If you lose those, you have nothing, so friends are to be treasured more than anything else in the world.” – Trey Parker and Matt Stone, South Park, Prehistoric Ice Man, 1999 “He hasn’t an enemy in the world – but all his friends …

Take Two

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I love to watch a movie or read a book. My extensive collection of videotapes and DVDs is an escape from reality for a couple of hours. Whether it’s watching Sean Connery in one of his famous Bond movies or Halle Berry strutting her stuff, there’s nothing like a mindless flick for me. Books are another thing entirely. It’s like …

Absent Friends

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Here’s a riddle. What is something that will happen to everyone, is fought tooth and nail by some, but to many it is a relief? It’s death, the only thing in life that is a certainty. But to those left behind it can be more upsetting than an audit. My cousin Wendy called recently to tell me she would be …

Catching Dreams

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I ran into my quirky neighbor today, the one who lives two doors down from me. I was getting my mail from downstairs and discovered one of her letters had been tucked in with my mail. Rather than go all the way back downstairs, I knocked on her door. “Why Cole, how nice to see you,” Felicia said, opening the …

White Noise

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I’m sitting here facing the worst thing in my life. A deadline. OK I guess maybe there are worse things in my life than deadlines, but my editor wants me to write something. I hate it when my mind is a blank. No flexibility, no understanding about the three margaritas I put away last night in the name of “research”. …