Tag: Marriage
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Brides, Bouquets and Baby Goats
“Does she love the artichoke?” my friend and neighbor Angeline asked in an adrenaline fueled kind of way. I looked at her blankly and she continued. “If she loves it, I will need floral wire, wire cutters and floral tape.” With two hours until “go time”, my answer was simple. “She hates the artichoke.” In an instant, said…
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Alone
About 30 years ago, I was on the city bus in Seattle. Coming or going to work, I don’t remember. I do remember the woman who sat next to me that day. I remember when she got on the bus and she was looking for a seat – our eyes met, and I must have…
Gonzo Girl 