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Leif came, and went.

That old song by Woody Guthrie is nice enough. Catchy tune and all. Easy to sing along with. But it couldn’t be further from the truth. It starts out, “This land is your land, and this land is my landFrom California to the New York Island….” Technically. It is not our land. Oh sure. Some […]

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Fishy Kiss

I don’t fish. I like to eat fish. In fact, love to eat fish. But if I want some fish, I go to a fish market or out to a restaurant. The thing about me is that I am not one to sit still. If I do, it is either to sleep or meditate. But,

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