Ice Cream, You Scream, We All Scream for Ice Cream

Remember this little ditty? It was first published in 1927, and I wasn't around to hear it then. But I've known the phrase my whole life and have taken it seriously. Even if you all are not screaming for ice cream, I'm screaming loud enough for all of us. So it's natural for me when …

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Colors of Thanksgiving – 2005

 “Mom, look what I found,” Kathleen said as she pulled a slip of paper from her shiny fuchsia purse. “A two-for-one Clairol coupon.” That Friday in July had started out okay. Despite my brother facing death from pancreatic cancer in Grand Rapids and the hundred-degree weather in Chicago, I was determined to be upbeat as …

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