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I'm glad I met you, you wonderful you!

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My parents met in September of 1950, at Manchester College (now University) in North Manchester, Indiana.  The story goes that they met on a Tuesday evening at a mixer in the gym.  The big ice-breaker was that a line of boys walked from a door at the corner of the gym, and the girls walked from a door diagonal from the boys' door.  (Sorry, I have trouble remembering to call college kids "men and women."  Your indulgence is appreciated.)  But, I digress. The students of opposite gender would walk toward the middle of the gym floor, and whomever you met at the center would be the date for the evening.  As the story goes, it was a square dance, as that allowed very little inter-gender touching.  You know what The Bop, with all its shakin' and swingin', can lead to...   At any rate, Tom Swantner met Vera Winger center court, and you guessed it - love at first sight.  They spent as much time together for the next 4 days as classes and othe...
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Smashing a bottle of  champagne into the bow of the USS InsideMyHead.  Maiden voyage, as it were.  Hope we've all had enough ginger snaps to stave off seasickness!  I try to walk for fitness at least three days a week.  Just a small jaunt around the perimeter of our cute little neighborhood.  I do not use any devices, nor earbuds, so as to imprint the sounds of the day into my mind and subsequently, my memory.  It's summer, so the acoustics are great, and there  are more creatures giving voice.  On my trip yesterday, I heard a red-wing blackbird calling out my mother's name - "Vera LEEEEEE!" a cardinal bragging about his appearance - "pretty, pretty, pretty!" an argumentative and oppositional blue jay responding haughtily "can't can't can't!" sentries guarding cookie-cutter homes with insistent barks, howls, and yaps. As I listened to these sounds, the words to the hymn "This is My Father's World" came i...
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