“It’s pretty here, Billy, but the French are so rude,” said my sister Cathy, as we sat on le Verdun’s terrasse, side by side, facing out. Cathy had come…
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Word got around Devon's soccer pitch, and one day a soccer mom friend touched my arm while I watched my son practice. I knew who it was before I…
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I brimmed with confidence, 25 pages of heartfelt memoir burning a hole in my laptop. I felt like a writer, and Carol and I were about to see another…
Details of the arrangements made to move from a big house crammed with stuff to France are mostly boring and rarely funny. But for simplifying our lives, it was…
