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It’s moving memories that is hard Moving furniture and books and clothing is easy. It’s moving memories that is hard. I am going through the last of my boxes. I used to say I was not a packrat. I thought I was more like my mother than my dad. My dad might tuck a piece of wood away, thinking it would find a use someday. My mother would be of the opinion that it’s easier to buy a board when (and if) it was needed. Generally, it wasn’t. This approach keeps my parents’ house very tidy —...

The tree was lying on its side when I got to it.It was a nice-looking pine tree, fluffy and full and as tall as me. The strong winds coupled with some unst

Nocturnal negitiations continue It’s amazing that anyone shares a bed. I know there are plenty of married and cohabiting couples who have separate beds, or even separate bedrooms, and I can see the logic in avoiding the snoring, the thrashing, the different sleep schedules, and the need to negotiate the complicated issue of bedding. But since marrying and moving into Peter’s house, we have shared a bed, and it is not a large one. So far, we have negotiated a peaceful settlement. This is bec...

It’s our anniversary and my husband Peter and I will be celebrating, like everyone has this past year, the best we are able.We have not yet won the v

I know I am not the only one having travel fantasies.My husband, Peter, and I were not planning to do a lot of traveling in the past year. That was our pla

I’ve always loved librarians.I remember my first school librarian. Her name was Mrs. Scheau, and she rode a bicycle to school back when this was stil

The Peter takes care of me plan My husband, Peter, is taking no chances. I knew this about him before I married him. Peter has a plan for everything and a plan in case the first plan doesn’t pan out. My father would call this “belt and suspenders” planning. Peter’s been walking around in a belt and suspenders ever since I’ve known him. Peter’s planning has made surviving the pandemic a lot easier than it would have been otherwise. We never run out of anything. That might sound impos...

My oatmeal may be smater than me Carrie Classon Contributing columnist A friend of mine told me something so amazing I had to look it up to see if it was true. In 1960, a series of experiments was done with flatworms in which a bunch of flatworms were taught where to find food. This was news all on its own, as the flatworm is not a species known for its scholastic aptitude. But that wasn’t the interesting part. It got interesting when the educated flatworms were ground up and fed to flatworm...

I don’t remember exactly when I took to living in stretch pants full time.The process was gradual, I’m sure of that. I started out wearing a pa

Hard to measure bag’s worth Carrie Classon Contributing columnist Dax stared at me in disbelief. I am the Treat Lady, and I had no treats. It was inexplicable. Dax is one of my regular customers. He is a young black dog with a lot of energy. His sister, Zia, is a little older and has the uncanny ability to find me with or without her owner anywhere in the vicinity. On this particular day, Dax was with his owner on a run and he was beside himself to suddenly encounter the Treat Lady, without ...