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An Undelivered Postcard
A 100-year-old sign is discovered in Poland, and with it, an entire family. Introduction Until recently, I had no real interest in seeing Poland. My ancestors rarely spoke of the old country, or their reasons for leaving in 1906, and there really wouldn’t be much of an emotional connection for me in their hometown. The last…
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Welcome to Tramwayland
One summer, my best high school buddy Gary and I went backpacking on Mt. San Jacinto, nearly 11,000 feet above Palm Springs. For anyone not familiar with that mountain, the way to get there is by taking an aerial tram that climbs most of the way to the top — a 15 minute ride. The…
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The Time I Kinda Sorta Murdered Someone in My Volvo
I once drove a very white Volvo. It’s the only white car I’ve ever owned. I loved the pearlescent finish, but as anyone who’s ever driven a white car can attest, every drop of mud screams for attention. If you live in a place like Oregon, you may as well forget about having a clean…
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