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Category: Writing

  • thanksgiving

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    Faith Lane
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    certain smells take me back to walker hill. thanksgiving was women bustling, fussing sage and thyme mellowed in hot butter, filling the house with scent turkey basted again and again pungent scent of onions, raw, peeled, diced sweet tiny onions simmering on the stove and oh, the stuffing… sage again and spiced sausage all about…

  • zen of genealogy ii

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    Faith Lane
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    before computers my father’s uncle and two cousins (once removed) spent hours traveling researching logging names by hand strenuously typing correcting retyping revising everyone in our family has photos films documents letters memories (still inside skulls) grand-uncle has an archive but whether it’s filed away or squirreled away remains to be seen speaking of squirrels…