Category Archives: small world stories

for the love of lyle!

We bought these tickets long before weather could be predicted in Troutdaleā€”or anywhere, for that matter. The scene through our window yesterday morning didn’t hold much promise, but Mauri’s weather app promised the rain would stop in time for the … Continue reading

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connect the dots

This was Erik Platz in 1962. Erik lived with his grandparents kitty-corner from my family’s house on Forest Avenue in Wheaton, IL. I remember that picket fence and the sheep that once pastured on that land before it was developed … Continue reading

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