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Going Camping

I remember when camping meant a tent, sleeping bags, listening to the raccoons nimbly flip off the top of the metal garbage container and nights where the stars were so dense and the milky way created such a wide swath through the sky that most of the black night is obscured. That was camping. For […]

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Communion, Consolation and Church

Communion, consolation and church The church was packed. St. Patrick’s Church in Arroyo Grande had a Mass of Remembrance –Communion and Consolation-at six last evening for All Souls Day. I expected there to be very few people there, after all, it was time for Sunday night football but there was almost no room by the

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War Dog

” So you’re a war dog.” I was talking to the beautifully marked German Shepherd standing next to a second brown and white, fairly large dog. Both were tethered to the RV. They were looking toward the owner of the pair of feet, the remainder of whose body was hidden by the red pickup truck

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