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99 New: Bringing the Light

We went everywhere looking for Hanukkah candles. We were having our big Hanukkah dinner that night and we only had three candles, one of them broken. It wouldn’t do. It was the seventh night of Hanukkah so we needed eight candles, one for each night, and one to be the ‘helper candle’ and they had…

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99 New: Lipstick Touchers

“If I was a big tall guy, would I be a looming, space-taking, oblivious asshole or would I be nice?” I asked the question of no one in particular but my husband was within earshot. “Oh, you’d be nice.” I had just crumpled my ticket to the football game in my hand like it was a gum wrapper I was about to throw out the window of the car if I was so inclined which I’m not. I never litter. Never. It started with the giant men in line to get into Lambeau Field. Big men with big parkas, hunting pants on, and boots thick as bricks. Each of them…

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99 New: December Friday Round-Up

I got my meal prep wings yesterday. My flight up involved two Nescos, a slow cooker, three pots, two giant casserole pans, nine packages of pre-cooked, sliced roast beef, six large bags of mashed potatoes (who knew mashed potatoes came in bags?), 18 cans of corn, 75 pretzel rolls, and 150 pats of butter, all packaged in individual containers with a fork, worth mentioning because it’s the hardest thing to remember, packed into insulated  bags that were so heavy I practically had to drag them to the truck. The meals were eaten last night by homeless friends seen by the Street Angels outreach team. I always envied people who could…

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99 New: Beloved Friends

As I listened to the priest describe how former Secretary of State James Baker had rubbed President George H.W. Bush’s feet as he neared death, I wondered to myself, do I have someone who would do this for me? A wife would do this or a husband. But it is a rare friend who would take such care. Do I have such a friend? Would I be such a friend? Sitting at the end of a pew at the National Cathedral, James Baker leaned forward and sobbed when the priest told this story. His sorrow took up his whole body and he shook for a long moment thinking of the…

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99 New: The Coat

“Whatever you do, don’t start buying them things.” It was the second day of our training, a dozen earnest women determined to rescue children from the foster care system. The instructor was stern. “Your job is to build a trusting relationship, not be Santa Claus.” I wrote Don’t be Santa Claus in my notebook. Once…

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99 New: Soup Dog

The dog I met today, a big beautiful brown and black German Shepherd who followed me closely and watched my every move but held his head still for me to pet, his name in Lakota is Soup Dog. There is lore attached to that name but it’s for someone else to tell though I was glad for the name because now I’ll not forget this handsome dog or the value of names. It’s rare to meet an unforgettable dog, one that I knew only minutes but can see, in my mind’s eye, leading the way through a thick green forest.  

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99 New: The Patchwork of Women

I have been spending a lot of time lately in the company of women. We are smart and experienced and all about changing something that is bad into something good. We have a million ideas, reinforce each other, tell each other the truth, and laugh an enormous amount. Our meetings are without pretense or posturing.…

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99 New: November Friday Round-Up

I often hate my pajamas. You would think a person of my age and stature ought to have a closet full of perfect pajamas but it isn’t true. It’s the crotch, it’s the sleeves, it’s something riding up or twisting so I have to wake up and rearrange myself. It’s not all my pajamas, just…

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