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tel

In the silence of our rooms and halls when all the grandchildren are gone I contemplate the paintings on the walls and see our lives and loves are drawn in those ordered panels and on glass of coffee tables where … Continue reading

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pizza

tomato and mozzarella cheese pepperoni slices and anchovies melted together and baked on a huge spun disk of bread dough use to be pizza pie on Fridays in Toronto after work in 1961 before we married Rose and Dennis and … Continue reading

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behind the barn

nicotine stains on the rain-grayed barn-boards condom hidden behind a loose plank pranks of growing, we often chuckled kids will be kids: and we gave them a spank then they grew up and they watched their children organized everything sponsored … Continue reading

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