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I’ve been asked to explain away a family gaffe.
Follow me, please, down to the basement, back to the
irregular room where we handle “these m
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The Tillerman is gone, but more on that subject
later.
I write stories. Some are published. One reward of
publication is meeting new people. Strange peo
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The story: A $100,000-a-year state boss, with many
Social Security numbers and youthful misdemeanors, tried to force her
$70,000-a-year “chauffeur”
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He made a get-by living, writing crime stories and
science fiction for magazines before the booze killed his promise. He was
nearly broke when an editor friend
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The reporter is one smart dude, and his questions
will be hard-hitting — so I hire a public-relations expert to help me
spin the answers. Reporter Luke is
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Before Dave Barry, the Miami
Herald columnist, decided that he had
enough money and went to live on the Internet, now and then he’d
compose a li
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When you reach Medicare age, they send you an official paper
informing you that you are entitled to one free and complete medical
checkup. A friend of mine
Daylight hardly visits this quick December day. The pin oak out back drops its last leaf; the world hereabouts is quiet after its Christmas rush. You can reach out and touch the end of 2006 — it
CHRISTMAS PAST — The Christmas tree hangs from a hook screwed into the ceiling; the lowest branch is 2 feet off the floor. It’s a different but logical placement; the house is small, the r