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Mistress of the Mix: When Halloween Gets A Little Too Thrilling

Redding has Rodeo Week, New Orleans has Mardi Gras, and Rio has Carnival. But Ashland has Halloween. Boy, does it ever have Halloween. It’s got kind of a rocky history, its ups and downs, but I haven’t yet found a… Continue Reading

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Mistress of the Mix: Quinn Cooper’s Final Bow

Until last Thursday, I didn’t know what it felt like to experience my own heartache while reading a news story over the air. I’ve shared bad news of tragedy and loss, death and horror, but nothing that touched me so… Continue Reading

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Mistress of the Mix: She’s Losing Her Baby

I’m about to lose the best roommate I ever had. All of her important belongings are packed and waiting by the front door, ready to be moved out of the house and into the dorms at Southern Oregon University, and… Continue Reading

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Mistress of the Mix: Shazam! Revisited

Sometimes I worry about me. Mostly it’s at 3 in the morning, when I wake up from my slumber, my brain whirring, abuzz with worries that seem so ridiculous and silly during daylight hours. But at 3am, stupid stuff keeps… Continue Reading

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Mistress of the Mix: Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

My friend Cheryl had a couple of pretty anxious days earlier this week when her husband and eldest teenage son were gone, battling the fires raging across the dry plains of Millville, not far from their home. Every time her… Continue Reading

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Mistress of the Mix: Running Late

People warned me this would happen. “Now that she’s getting ready to go off to university, prepare yourself,” they said. “She might get a little lippy with you. It’s just her way of starting to spread her wings before she… Continue Reading

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Mistress of the Mix: Pudding & Fireworks

Since the dawn of time, my parents have celebrated the 4th of July with chocolate pudding and fresh raspberries topped with whipped cream. I don’t know how Jello pudding became a family tradition, only that for the past umpteen years,… Continue Reading