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Longing

Posted on June 17, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

It’s not often I long to be young again.  My awkward years, coupled with my chubby years, joined by my anti-California-tan white transparent skin and my body’s aversion to rhythm producing a youth somewhat lacking in self confidence and very … Continue reading →

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I am my father’s daughter

Posted on August 16, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

I have more hair on my legs than on my head.  I enjoy a good hearty laugh more than chocolate.  (With my dad, it may have been a toss-up.)  I curse when I do plumbing.  I cry easily when something … Continue reading →

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My dad wore shorts

Posted on August 16, 2010 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Today would have been my dad’s birthday.  It didn’t seem to matter to Dad that his presentation wasn’t all it could be.  “If you don’t dress up,” I’d whine, “you’re gonna make a bad impression.”  “If people don’t like me how … Continue reading →

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Tribute to fathers

Posted on June 20, 2010 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Dad tickled me until I couldn’t breathe. When I went to the garage to gather clothes from the dryer, he’d hide behind the back door, jump out, and scare me. He teased me and called me Lenny Pee instead of Penny … Continue reading →

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