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Archive for December, 2005

Bread Lines

Author : AmericanWriter Published: December 6th, 2005

We’re sitting at the dinner table, enjoying some of Mama’s fine spaghetti (no sauce for the Heir Apparent, but complete noodles instead of cut up this time – with butter). A question comes to my mind that has bothered me since I was Kristofer’s age. It was inspired by the six slices of white bread that had been buttered and garlic [...]

And The Band Played On…

Author : AmericanWriter Published: December 4th, 2005

“Daddy?” “Yes, son?” We were on our way to the Donut Shop. I hadn’t expected much conversation since Kristofer had his latest Happy Meal toy with him that he’d specifically asked to bring with us today. I figured today would just be a quick visit. That doesn’t mean things can’t happen… “When we get to Shipley’s, my Power [...]