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Memories Kept

Sweet is revenge—especially to women             — Lord Byron At first, Eric Hamlin thought his wife had some kind of rare botanical disease. “FTD?” he asked, puzzled. “Frontal Temporal Dementia,” replied the neurologist. “It’s similar to Alzheimer’s…but different.” “So she’s senile?” “Well, … Continue reading

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Following Heather

And they are gone: ay, ages long ago These lovers fled away into the storm.             — John Keats It was not possible that she was dead…It could not be true, the horrible thought ripped Cary from a fitful sleep. Oh, … Continue reading

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Making Light

Chaos, illumined by flashes of lightning.             — Oscar Wilde The Centennial Light had cast its soft glow in a California firehouse for nearly 110 years. While an amazing and wondrous thing to see, it inspired the ire of many who manufactured … Continue reading

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