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The first day of school is always interesting at my house. My two girls are excited, and my wife and son are usually crying. It does not seem to matter which grade my kids are entering because my wife can find a good excuse to cry no matter what. More ... This is the 600th column, which is about a quarter of a million words since 1996. I thank you for sticking with me. I'm still having fun- I hope the readers are having fun too! Ever notice how the first three or four stories on the 11 o'clock news are about violent crime? What on earth is happening in our society? More ... When I was a little boy, my mother told me I was the prettiest baby she'd ever seen. When others pointed out my big ears, gapped front teeth, and short legs, I questioned her honesty. She insisted that "sticks and stones could break my bones, but words could never hurt me." Right now I'm madder about that advice than the baseball card collection she threw away. More ... |
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