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My thirty-five white Christmases

My mother always gave me underwear for Christmas. She did this until I was thirty-five years old, the year before she died. I think it was her way of reminding me that she was “mom,” no matter how old I … Continue reading

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My thirty-five white Christmases

My mother always gave me underwear for Christmas. She did this until I was thirty-five years old, the year before she died. I think it was her way of reminding me that she was “mom,” no matter how old I … Continue reading

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Back to the Gulf of Mexico

You may know that I grew up on the Gulf Coast in Pascagoula, Mississippi and lived for several years in Mobile, Alabama. I spent what I call my “formative” and “impressionable” years all along the Upper Gulf – Pascagoula, Mobile, … Continue reading

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