The question of whether or not i had chicken pox as a child seems to get more important the older i get. i am asked that a lot, and i remember having something LIKE chicken pox. Or maybe it was my brothers who had it and then i was quarantined with them in order to […]

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Log cabin living is something i grew up with. But not actually, like, LIVING in one. Or, knowing anyone who lived in one. Or knowing anyone who knew anyone who lived in one. But tv was my religion, and i raptly watched episodes of Grizzly Adams and Little House on the Prairie with an intensity […]

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