Admittedly I was not paying attention. Despite my best displays, my Irish-Catholic guilt and a compendium of things rooted firmly in the understanding that I just know better, stuck at the light at the intersection of Elston/Fullerton/Clyborn, I started checking Facebook from my phone. The night had been invigorating; 50 women, give or take, collectively…
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(AG is fighting something awful and I’m operating on three hours of sleep. Hence, I’m copping out on my post today since I don’t want to miss two days already.) I’ve been working since I was 14. I obtained a special work permit and held a part-time job when most of my friends were still…
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The past 24 hours have been so sad. So gut-wrenching. So awful. I don’t have anything particularly new to offer – not many of us bloggers ever really do – but yesterday through someone on Facebook I was led to this wonderful piece up at the Fred Rogers Company Website: Tragic Events in the News….
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