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Kindling

My family would go camping often while I grew up which always meant my mom’s creative cooking — campfire spaghetti anyone? But before we could eat her meals, we had to gather wood for the fire. Twigs, small sticks, dry … Continue reading

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sticks and stones

Most of us have chanted the childhood statement: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. Those of us who are older know that the adage is quite false. ¬†Words hurt, so do sticks and … Continue reading

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