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It’s none of my business

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“This is none of my business,” I said aloud to myself in a valiant, noble effort to mind my own business.

But has that ever stopped me. Nope.

“I am not getting into the middle of this mess,” I continued.

Do I ever listen to myself in these moments of reprimand? Nope.

Getting by crazy ones

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Not too long ago, a friend of mine discovered rather abruptly and rudely that he had dated a crazy woman. Now, in the South, we’re used to such. It’s actually a common practice. But west of the Mississippi, it’s a bit different.

The gift from a writer

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You cannot be a writer without being a reader. It’s a simple observation but no wiser words have ever seen ink on paper. For writers are always drawn to and mesmerized by words. We drink up pretty syllables like drunks depend on cheap wine.

Reading the obits

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Oh, the ironies of life.

My godmother and I were going somewhere one day when she said, “Did you read the obituaries this morning?”

“Yes, I did.” I read two newspapers every morning and check the obituaries for national and local deaths.

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My parents always said the same thing when they bought us a new toy: “Follow the instructions and you won’t get hurt.” If you’re a regular reader of this column, you already know normally we didn’t