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It was the the 1950s. I didn’t want to be a mother. As the fifth child of seven, I watched my mom work tireless...

In honor of St. Patrick’s Day I would like to recount what I little I know about Henry McGavin, my great-grandfathe...

"It's that you're simple." We were standing in the back closet, at the base of the attic stairs in f...

The following discussion is from a Facebook page, "Yorktown High School Friends", and the photograph was originally p...

It is a 14-karat white gold ring with four bands spaced a millimeter apart. Each thread follows the same pattern with...

Our senior year in high school, at the end of a miserable losing season. Back then, soccer season was in the fall, so...

In 1952, in a...

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                 Restaurant Management        I was one of seven chi...

A word of warning, this story is unsubstantiated. There is no proof whatsoever that any lines were ever omitted from ...

My dad was a WWII Navy pilot. Among other assignments, for some period of the war, he was a Navigator on flying boats...

2020 is a year of dealing with unforeseen challenges for me. Who will know that this pandemic will affect all over th...