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Hope helps heal the pain of death
Fifteen years ago today, we celebrated my mother’s life at her funeral. Because she was a school teacher, it was a grand funeral with hundreds of people in attendance.
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Moose calls
Warning: There’s another case of food impropriety in the news. A popular frozen dinner option is being removed from ovens over in Scandinavia in another half-baked scandal.
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It’s time for Family Feud
In spite of what the title suggests, this article is not about the in-laws, or the outlaws, or even my sister. A few months ago, my Aunt Shirlee decided to pursue her lifelong dream of being on the game show, “Family Feud.”
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Sometimes a doctor is the very best remedy
I grew up thinking that earaches were a normal part of childhood. I can vividly recall waking to pain and throbbing, and being so discouraged that I had yet another infection. Over the years my family tried a number of remedies, none of which involved seeing a physician or obtaining a prescription for an antibiotic.
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Doing a little heavy lifting
When I was a kid, my uncle used to brag about his daily athletic regimen, “I start my exercise routine by lifting a 5-pound potato sack over my head, then I go to a 10-pound potato sack.
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Learn the state’s new parenting time guidelines
Part One
The revised Indiana Parenting Time Guidelines have been approved and adopted by the Indiana Supreme Court and went into effect March 1. Many people are wondering what this will do to their parenting time. -
Aging gracelessly on down side
At 43 years old, it’s probably time to stop saying, “when” I become middle-aged, and accept that I’ve arrived. I don’t know what the official marker is for middle-aged, but I seriously doubt I’m going to make it to 86. -
Stretching the truth and my pants
A Canadian clothing company that manufactures yoga garb has a quality control problem that is alienating their fan base. Especially the part of the base that has a big fanny.
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Mixed feeling about a rapidly emptying nest
When I was a kid, I had a mood ring that was perpetually blue, signifying contentment and peace. That is, unless my younger sister was getting into my stuff; then it would turn as black as the midnight sky.
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The tooth of the matter
I’m not the kind of guy who sits in front of the TV all night and fiddles the remote control, jumping from station to station, failing to watch any particular show for more than a few minutes. No, I am not just another one of those guys. I am THE guy. Everyone else is a pretender to the throne, although I don’t have a TV in mine. Some people don’t have a remote idea about anything. No one has more remote ideas than I do.
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Hope helps heal the pain of death



