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I Am Up In The Air, But You, At Least, Are Here

It’s a crazy-busy six weeks here, with business trips to CA, VA, TX, CA again, VA again and then a necessary and much-anticipated visit to my son’s only living grandparent, the lovely Grandma Barb. So most days I’m a little … Continue reading

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