The number of cases, the CDC says, is 984. That’s 774 more than a week ago, the night my father died,…
Nonfiction
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The New You
The day after the riots at the Capitol, I’m frazzled, and while walking to my new dentist’s office, I wonder if he may be a Trumper and will somehow recognize me as a Democrat, then decide to pull a few of my teeth as revenge.
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Picturing The Day
The publisher’s blurb on the cardboard sleeve the calendar comes packaged in contains more truth than is usual with advertising patter. “Turn your desktop into a museum of fine art,”….