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Andy is a typical early riser. Meaning he is usually up, dressed and sitting at the desk in his office by around seven every morning. Which causes him to see the sun began to filter cautiously thru the blinds and get stronger as morning passes.

I gotta admit, I don’t read the professional journal Evolutionary Behavioral Sciences. Frankly, all three of those words kinda intimidate me. But a recent research paper released in that publication caught my eye with its daunting title:

One of my grandsons got an archery set for Christmas and loves it. Around the same time my friend Kevin fisher shared the following story . . .

Yes, there are people who live on this earth who see to it. One such individual was a “faithful” customer of mine way back in the 1970s. He was a chronic complainer who was forever being shorted on his medicine, by me.

*God is like Bayer Aspirin. He works miracles.

It’s hard to reimagine just how important this date is to kids anymore. But it is. Back when I was a kid, our family we would have a “tree” up many days before Christmas Eve and gradually the pool of presents would grow under it. What was in these presents? There was the mystery.

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It was a nice day, that Sunday on December 7 , 80 years ago in Washington, D.C. The warmer than normal weather had caused New England’s famed pussy-willows to bud. The busy DC football stadium was hosting the Washington Redskins and Philadelphia’s Eagles. Strange times.

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