by Guest Contributor | Feb 12, 2010 | Just Laughs
Continued from “A Bad Hair Day – Part II” A full six minutes later, he returned with my license and registration. “Okay, Mrs. Lofaro, consider this a warning. Slow down…and…good luck with your hair.” I thanked him...
by Guest Contributor | Feb 12, 2010 | Faith
It was the fall of 1975 and I was a happy college freshman. Two months into the first semester, I was happy about my courses, my professors, my decision to be a high school English teacher, my new friends, and my all girls dorm. I was happy about my diet of subs,...
by Guest Contributor | Feb 12, 2010 | Relationships
It’s fine—just eat it.” I believe that was the wrong thing for him to say at that particular moment. Never mind that the pickles were sour. Never mind that he brought home a two-liter bottle of root beer. Never mind that the rolls had...
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