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My First Job

I was only 24 years old, fired from my prior job as a filing clerk, but I had a Masters in Computer Science. From Westwood I took the bus to Century City, my interview was in one of the towers…

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Say a prayer for me

Years ago in my early 30’s I struggled to earn a decent living. This was after I had started my own business in Seattle a few years prior. Even though that endeavor went boom-bust, nonetheless, I had owned a house…

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Little Boy Bennett

I must have looked lost, too. “Can you find my dad?” A little boy was standing there, calmly asking me. I felt like I was 10 feet tall, he was that small. His urgent appeal snapped me out of my…

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This I Used to Believe

That was the prompt this morning at the Mesa Writers Group – it was my first time attending as the guest of Hap Ziegler. After introductions where everyone commented on media, TV, books, and movies they'd consumed recently it was…

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A Party Surprise

There are surprise parties and then there are party surprises. We live in a condo with a fireplace prominently positioned in the lobby invoking thoughts of cozy gatherings on cool evenings. Fitted for natural gas, but originally just an empty…

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