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What a storm!

The storm that raced through Fairfax yesterday looked apocalyptic from the Great Room at the church. The trees seemed to bend in half and sheets of rain streamed down. Those of us watching from the large windows were in awe and Ronnie was a few seconds from telling us to take cover. Powerful storms are awesome to watch but can so quickly destroy much in...
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A Word on Grief

I was one of the lucky ones who had their grandparents not only living nearby but in the same tiny two-family home. My grandparents, Simon and Rita, owned the house. They, along with my Uncle Tony who was eleven, lived downstairs. My growing family lived upstairs in two bedrooms. Each day, there was plenty of interaction up and down the stairs. I spent as much...
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