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Monthly Archives: April 2007
Youth is fleeting even in snow boots
The other day I was visiting the Lincoln Community School, the town’s elementary school, and I did something I haven’t done in a very long time. I helped a little boy who was trapped in his snowsuit like the Michelin … Continue reading
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Birds may chirp, but Nathan can burp
Sometimes there is genius among us, and we are blind. There is talent that is not merely life-affirming, it is life-changing. The other day I caught a glimpse of such awesome brilliance: I saw 5-year-old Nathan Viera of Lincoln burp … Continue reading
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Hard ball or beach ball: Still the perfect game
Aaron Gratton is batting leadoff today, and he hammers the very first pitch deep to right field, an opposite field blast that has triple written all over it. It’s clear the moment he leaves the batter’s box, however, that he … Continue reading
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Bad hare day? Not Easter.
One year when I was a little boy, the Easter Bunny left a basket for me in the dryer in our house’s basement. Another year my basket was left dangling from a branch high enough in the willow tree in … Continue reading
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Uphill Prattle
The other day, my friend Adam called from Los Angeles with the news that the Lincoln Gap — a gap for which I have an almost proprietary and unhealthy affection, and as a resident of Lincoln for more than two … Continue reading
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