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GENDUSA COLUMN: Those watershed moments
I am writing to you from a room that needs refreshing. The paint color is not horrible, but some of it is gone. I would get ...
I am writing to you from a room that needs refreshing. The paint color is not horrible, but some of it is gone. I would get ...
I grab my coffee and newspaper each morning before listening to the 7 a.m. news to learn if a political, global, local, or weather tornado is ...
I don’t know about you, but I am exhausted from many politicians’ hammerings, hollering, hooting and hogwash. Whether conservative, liberal, far right, far left, or upside ...
Growing up in a small town in the South, most folks waved to each passing car. Walking down the sidewalk meant saying “Hello” every few ...
When I read the morning newspaper, there is usually a story regarding the death of a child caused by youth gun violence. Some victims are ...
She was young and adorable when I met her. Her toddler was riding a tricycle in the driveway, and as I walked to her mother’s ...
All was fine on a beautiful South Florida evening until the Scottish bagpiper walked down the aisle of Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church. Sitting next to ...
He sat in a chair against the wall in the doctor’s colorless waiting room, quietly anticipating a nurse to call his name. Lines only time ...
Many of us work a myriad of jobs throughout our lives. We build careers, climb up and down ladders, and hopefully accomplish our goals. If ...
A political writer, I am not. I have avoided diving into such perilous seas filled with sharks, but I will take my chances today and pray ...