It was a quieter Thanksgiving. Simply everyone who lives at home (and Madi of course).
Exercising Covid caution, Ben and Sammie and Fritzie made…
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“Hi Mom,” I could hear Gabe’s excitement crackling over the phone line. “Whatcha doing? Want to get Dad on the phone?”
Just a week earlier,…
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It felt almost too beautiful to be real– the day after Thanksgiving, hampers full of leftovers, clear roads and an easy drive up through…
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It was a last-minute call, a scramble to change plans, and an early morning flight to San Francisco.
On Monday night, we received a call…
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Let’s go back to summer, a hot August afternoon, with the scent of honeysuckle in the garden, the splash of the swimming pool from…