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Lamentations
Though it may make me weep buckets to listen to a soaring voice singing of endings, partings and separation, it’s always a good kind of weeping, the kind of tears that refresh and restore and wash away the earthly fog of selfish regrets to reveal the heavenly truth of redemption…
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All Baseball, All the Time
Best of all, baseball is infinite —theoretically at least — because it isn’t timed. Yogi Berra’s famous remark that “It ain’t over ’til it’s over” captures the essence of its beauty. If the game ain’t over ’til it’s over, then hope really can spring eternal. I
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Le Quatorze Juillet
My favorite moderate revolutionary, if that is not too oxymoronic a concept, is André Chénier, widely considered the greatest French poet of the 18th century. Chénier was a constitutional monarchist, a middle of the road position, but his satirical verses, attacking and ridiculing extremists on both sides, were scorching, and he…
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Dear Darling Daddy
Dad is gone now, but I still celebrate Father’s Day by remembering all the ways in which he made life worth living. If there are any fathers out there who are new at the game, or running out of ideas, here’s a sampling from Dad’s playbook of how to raise…
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The Deep Blue Sea
Happy World Oceans Day, everybody! I’m not sure who comes up with these official days in which we honor the earth, the ocean, the doughnut (believe it or not, that was yesterday; and National Strawberry Rhubarb Pie day is tomorrow), but I’m very fond of this particular natural resource, so…
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Living Off the Land
There is something infinitely satisfying about reaping one’s own dinner, even if it’s just the herbs that give the store-bought components a little added flavor.
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A Girl’s Best Friend is Her Mother
When I was a kid, I was convinced that my mother was the best mother in the history of the world. Now that I’m older and have years of experience and perspective, I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that I was right. Other kids in school used to…
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Bonac Against the World, Bub
There was no such thing as “The Hamptons” back then; there were Westhampton, Hampton Bays, Southhampton, Bridgehampton and East Hampton, all very distinct entities with their own idiosyncratic personalities. The reason Dan’s Papers is called by that silly plural name is that back in the day editor/publisher Dan Rattiner put…
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Divided We Fall
Can’t we show love and support for all the injured innocents, instead of choosing one side to love and one to hate?
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Nature Red in Tooth and Claw
The boys killed a bird today. I’m referring to the feline boys, the only male members of our household. They left their trophy in the driveway and then sat there beside it, furry chests puffed out, waiting to gaze at me proudly when I opened the side door to let…
Louise T. Guinther 