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December 31, 2016

As this perplexing and often troubling year takes its final breath, we received a few final reminders that everything is temporary. George Michael passed on Christmas Day, followed by the back-to-back deaths of Carrie Fisher and her mother, Debbie Reynolds. Earlier in...

December 20, 2016

Last week I had the pleasure of hearing a local school choir perform its holiday concert. I was filled with happiness before the kids sang the first note. They were dressed for the occasion in Santa hats and holiday sweaters. Hot cider and sugar cookies were served. Sn...

December 16, 2016

A lot has changed over the years at my Granny Ashton’s humble abode on Radway Road in Liverpool. The privacy hedges are gone. Windows have been replaced. And the garden wall wasdemolished. Never again will the low wall tempt a young boy to pretend he is a trapeze artis...

December 12, 2016

There is a word in Portuguese that has no direct translation into English. However, it sums up how I felt during much of my recent trip home to Liverpool.

Although “saudade” has no equivalent word in my native language, I understand that it conveys the deep emotions we...

December 5, 2016

“I’ll just have a sandwich.”

That simple phrase is probably uttered millions of times every day because people often think of the proletarian sandwich as nothing more than a quick fix. It’s the go-to solution when we can’t think of anything better to put in our bellies....

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