I was chatting with a friend yesterday but had to cut the conversation short because I had plans. "I'm off to see the Statue of Liberty," I told her. "Umm, okay," she responded. "Didn't know y'all moved to NYC." Well, we didn't (though with our continued eastward migration, it feels like that's only a matter … Continue reading Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses.
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I Touched The Liberty Bell
As I write these words, the morning sun is playing hide-and-seek with dark clouds racing across the early April sky. The furnace just kicked on and the heater is running, pouring warm air into the townhouse and bringing an official end to our first, brief taste of spring. Hard to believe it was 65 yesterday … Continue reading I Touched The Liberty Bell
Mark My Words 