Category Archives: my mother

Bomb Threat

When I visited my mom recently, she had a small pile of colorfully-wrapped Christmas presents for me, Gary, and the kids.  I hate traveling, and packing or unpacking, or waiting at baggage claim forever for a suitcase, so I had … Continue reading

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My Mom

I remember the first time I heard someone call my mother by her first name.  I was young, very young, and I had to ask her why that person wasn’t calling her “Mom”.  Wasn’t Mom her real name?  The realization that … Continue reading

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