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  • Living in Tickle Nation

    After a great deal of in-depth, scientific, and sociological analysis (also known as idle noodling while trimming my hedges yesterday), I have concluded that we are a nation that loves to be tickled.  Tickled pink, preferably. Here is what I… Continue reading

  • You Belong

    Three doors down from the house I grew up in lived a family named the Thompsons. There was Mr. Thompson, Mrs. Thompson (that was back in the time when kids didn’t know adults’ first names) and their three sons. If… Continue reading