If you’re going to sleep next to someone, make sure it’s your hero.
Category: Unsung Heros
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You, Me, The Atlantic
Now, more than ever, I needed to go home to Mother.
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The Limericist
“Here comes Nick,” I’d say, watching him work his way across the lawn in a slow, rolling gait.
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The Aviators
I met Shirley and Ken Kenneally in 1981 when Cathi invited me to their home for a party. Although the house was set a good way in from the street, I could hear the music from the sidewalk.
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Being Amy
Bob lifts Amy over his head and places her atop Jesse’s plush, winter coat. He makes sure she has one foot on either side of his spine before stepping away. She runs her baby-sized hands over the soft brown hair and leans in to breathe his smell as her dad hoists her older sister, Emily, […]