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The East, part 2: Frog and Toad are Friends

     When Gin lived in Kansas City, I was charmed because she was not only half a block from The Purple Dragon, Frazz’ wonderful Russian lady school, but down from that were the many little antique stores (one of … Continue reading

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The East Coast Shuffle pt 1

It’s actually a fine thing when a child grows up to outshine her parents.  But it’s not so great when she grows up to be one of them.  Like Barbara Boyce.  She lived in a big old house down on … Continue reading

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