By Carolyn and Joseph Waterbury-Tieman One day, in my art studio, I was putting the finishing touches on a painting of life on the ocean floor. The last creature to[…]
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May
2020
Author: Carolyn
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May
2020
Walking has been a mainstay of our daily routine since Jerry and I met thirty-five years ago. In addition to the ground we’ve covered, we’ve discussed virtually every subject imaginable. […]
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May
2020
Yesterday morning, during my workout, I watched the Andy Griffith episode where Opie enters the 50-yard dash contest. Barney devises a training regimen and convinces Opie that winning is a[…]
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May
2020
Reflecting on loving relationships in general and marriage in particular is a hazard of my professional training. I have regularly written about marriage for parent resource magazines and people often[…]
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May
2020
Sundays, during my childhood, meant making the arduous trek over hill and hollow to my maternal grandparents’ house for dinner. The scenic journey along state Route 11 bordered patchwork-quilt farms,[…]
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May
2020
The arts school my sons attended had what is, in this day and age, a fairly uncommon situation for a public school. Most of the students were together for nine[…]
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Apr
2020
One day in 1969, the county extension agent came to my fourth-grade class to tell the girls about a 4-H sewing contest. She gave us a list of rules and[…]
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Apr
2020
When I walk my son to and from school every day, the trip takes about ten minutes each way unless there is a particularly interesting stick, rock, acorn or leaf[…]
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Apr
2020
Years ago, when my knees were much younger, I ran four miles a day. One late-summer morning, I set off under ideal conditions – a clear sky, low humidity, and[…]
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Mar
2020
The anticipation of launching a new website prompted me to wax nostalgic. Retracing my original foray, into what was at the time a revolutionary new frontier called the internet, was[…]