images-2The guttural, low-toned chant of “Br-r-u-u-ce!” chilled me as it reverberated the Coliseum. Lar and I stood in front of our folding chairs, among others filing on the grass field to densely emulate chalk lines. The scene was not the Olympics, for these has passed through LA the year prior.… ...

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It was a spectacular summer day in Hoosierland, and we were on the fly. Radio rocking our rental car, zooming at 75 mph on the Interstate, slicing Midwestern humidity like a butter knife.

We’d landed at O’Hare a couple of days earlier, intent on re-connecting first with old friends in Wilmette, Illinois.… ...

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searchSwapping out clothes – Winter for Summer wares – an annual rite of Spring. A household cleansing of spirit, re-connecting with my wealth of wear via the mundane.

As I sheathed and unsheathed the clothes according to their seasons, repurposing plastic cleaner bags to shield them from six months of dust, I noted how many of the clothes hadn’t been worn… Once.… ...

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