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Really?

  She was young enough to be my granddaughter, it seemed too young to be a physical therapist supervisor, yet she was competent and empathetic. I say “empathetic” because she didn’t flinch when I blew up when being asked for the umpteenth time during my pre and...

Ceasefire

    What’s your Paradigm? Visiting is one thing. Spending months in another part of America is another—like coming from the third largest city in a blue state to a small rural city in a red state. While I love Rochester, where I was born and raised, I fell...

My Tennessee Saga

As far as sweaters go, I bought it because it was cheap, white and comfy. During my stay in Tennessee, I needed something nondescript to add to my limited travel wardrobe, and this little number in Walmart fit the bill. I checked it out with my other purchases and...

The Soul of Culture

I once thought I’d like to become a musicologist. It’s a fascinating field that studies music, how music came to be, and how it interacts within cultures. I think a good musicologist must be part musician, part historian, and part anthropologist. I remember reading an...

Hello, God?

I like to think of myself as a tough old gal. “See the hill. Take the hill,” as my Lt. Colonel father would have said. I recently made a decision that holds the promise of adventure ahead. Was I up to it? Would everything work out? Or had I made a blunder?...