Nonfiction

    NOVEMBER SURPRISE By Gabrielle Rivard

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    NOVEMBER SURPRISEby Gabrielle Rivard November 7 I took Harry to nursery school on Monday morning. He was happy to leave me and ran into the living...

    HOMELESS by Fabrizia Faustinella

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    HOMELESSby Fabrizia Faustinella I was working out on the second floor of the gym, where all the machines are. I was desperate to maintain good muscle tone, even if...

    HOPE AT LAST By Jon Epstein

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        WE CALL HIM ABBAby Sacha Gragg  “Sacha, is your family Jewish?”I don’t remember which one of my soccer teammates asked me that, but the question stunned me. My hand stilled the wooden spoon...

    VIRTUAL PLAYGROUND: PLANET EARTH By Sarah A. Odishoo

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    A VIRTUAL PLAYGROUND: PLANET EARTHBy Sarah Odishoo It may be that our role on this planet is not to worship God but to create him.                                                                                                                 —Arthur C. Clarke

    THE OIL FIELD By Edward Bonner

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    THE OIL FIELD   by Edward Bonner It wasn’t just life, this was our world.Rise and shine.Breakfast is at seven in the morning.“Cold cereal and then a dash out the door”Four of my friends and...

    CROSSING THE GORGE by Bob Kelsoe

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    Crossing the Gorge I Watched my grandpa's line roll across the water in a radial arc until his fly landed in a deep pool that was protected from the current by a large boulder. ...

    NOW, THAT’S EXTRAORDINARY By Michele Sprague

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    NOW, THAT'S EXTRAORDINARYby Michele Sprague   Between taking the kids to soccer practice, hosting sleepovers for their friends, working, taking graduate courses…Whew! And that’s only part of my to-do list. No wonder, my mind...

    REIMAGINING: MARCH 31, 2020 By Rachel Cavell

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    REIMAGINING: MARCH 31, 2020by Rachel Cavell   “Liza, be careful not to touch the banister when you go downstairs”, we overheard Max telling our daughter late last night. Motivated by Trump’s musings about quarantining...

    NOTES GOING UNDERGROUND By Joram Piatigorsky

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    NOTES GOING UNDERGROUNDby Joram Piatigorsky   Ladies and gentleman, thank you for inviting me – an ordinary man who, like most, thinks himself special but knows he isn’t – to deliver my own eulogy...