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  • Two Goldens and a girl 

    One evening last autumn, with temperatures falling and darkness settling on the landscape, we loaded Elvis and Dolly into our SUV for a drive to the hospital. With the wind whistling smartly through the trees, the red, brown, and yellow leaves were swirling around our...
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  • Leaving America Behind

    Night fog swirled as I stood at the top of the ramp in my Pan Am uniform, sporting my jaunty blue hat and ready to greet our passengers. I watched as a familiar scene unfolded below me. I looked down as a four-year-old girl reached...
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