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Boston and Baseball (and No Blood)

If you read THIS POST, then you know Todd and I went to Boston last week to meet up with a dear friend of ours from long ago and his family. Ed (he will always be Eddie to me, but I’ll tell my story with the grown up version of him) is probably the non-family…

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Blood, Boston and Baseball

Yesterday as I was picking up the living room (which is code for I was sitting in the comfy chair, playing a game on my phone and strategizing the pick up in my head), Todd came in from the garage, holding a ginormous wad of paper towels around his hand and said, “I may need…

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