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Pussyfootin’ Around…Christmas, 2020

Falling asleep, reading, waking up at exactly midnight, remembering, the little elf that I am, had work to do. After delivering cookies on 6, leaving a harmonica for Andy on 9, padding up to 12 depositing fruit cakes to two … Continue reading

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Notes From The Carlyle – December 2016

 I’m at the bar sipping the cheapest red you have, is how I asked for wine after wandering in from the cold like a St. Bernard in need of brandy, for himself, not some skier slumped on a slope. When … Continue reading

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