July 23, 2010
Today we crossed the Mason-Dixon line. It was no big deal; in fact, it was somewhat underwhelming. There were several tell-tale signs on businesses for the five miles before the line. “Mason-Dixon Used Cars, Mason-Dixon Deli, Mason-Dixon Real Estate, and Mason-Dixon Tattoo Emporium.” And then, there it was: a simple sign on metal legs, reading: [...]
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July 22, 2010
I have no idea where it came from. It’s been part of my vocabulary for years. In fact, I haven’t even thought about it being there, in the sense of identifying it. It wasn’t until I was sending an email to my daughter, responding to a question she had for me. I started to write [...]
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