Author: rfmezzy

The Olden Days

A couple of years ago, I was having dinner at the home of one of my college roommates.  Her kids were teenagers at the time, and could barely tolerate their parents.  My roomie asked if I wanted her to “zap” my steak in the microwave to heat it up, and her son rolled his eyes

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My Tortured Soul

 There was a Nancy comic strip – who remembers comic strips, much less Nancy?? – in which Nancy eloquently explained that wherever she was and whatever she was doing, she wanted to be somewhere else doing something else.  She said something along the lines of, “If I’m at the playground, I wish I were home

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