Which one were you?

Which one were you?

Were you the parent who ran into the package store 30 minutes before school let out, bought a handle of booze, and slipped back out…

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My dog swallowed what?

My dog swallowed what?

I learned a new word this weekend: radiopaque. It’s not the kind of word you just throw out over coffee, or really, in most polite…

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Ode to Black Dog

Ode to Black Dog

There’s this black dog in my house. Let’s call her Black Dog. She’s been here for two weeks, and I just told my wife to…

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Ode to the weeping cherry

Ode to the weeping cherry

I was blind to it at first. The property I’d just bought had more trees, shrubs, and plants than I could count. You couldn’t turn…

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Welcome to the neighborhood

Welcome to the neighborhood

The sirens from the fire department spooled up in the distance. The firehouse is barely more than a mile away. If we listened close enough,…

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To the man buying my house

To the man buying my house

Dear Ben, In September of 2000, I was 26 years old and had been married only three months. Scoop, a 13-pound dog that bit people…

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Hookers and johns of suburbia

Hookers and johns of suburbia

It was a late-December South Carolina cold, the kind that looks warm from a Minnesota window but sneaks up on you when you leave the…

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Grown-ups can have hamsters

Grown-ups can have hamsters

“A boxer!” the boy exclaimed. We were in the car. Tom T. Hall was singing about old dogs and my kid was pointing out the…

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Insurance fraud hail storm

Insurance fraud hail storm

On any given summer day in this fair suburban neighborhood, one could look out over the expanses of manicured fescue and Bermuda and find day…

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I was so much older then...

I was so much older then…

We live in a house that is probably just big enough for two adults, two children, and a 13 pound dog. I sometimes look at…

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