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Don’t call us, we’ll (never) call you

Last month I walked in the kitchen just as Bruce laughed and hung up the phone. He said I’d just missed the most incredible call, one he’d wished I’d answered. He said a young woman called to invite us to subscribe to the Record Searchlight. He said they had a long conversation, that began with him saying, “Are you kidding?” – but in the end, Bruce explained why no, we would not be subscribing.

“Uh, this is awkward,” she said.
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Tomorrowland arrived today

Youngest son Joseph left home nearly two years ago to be with the love of his life, Marie. She happens to live in the Czech Republic.

We haven’t seen Joe nor Marie since they married in June in Ostrava.

Since then we’ve communicated almost daily via e-mails (he is our Web master, and Food for Thought’s founder), letters, packages and instant Gmail messaging and phone calls, which cost nearly nothing since my smarty-pants son arranged a 530 area-code number for his direct line in Ostrava.

Even so, none of those replace the joy of seeing my son and daughter-in-law in person.
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