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Ruth Berge
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Dear Santa... Please Send Books!
Just in case you're
still searching for that perfect Christmas present for your favorite book
addict, here's a few suggestions: Books!! For children : The Story of Daphne the
Duck  by Maxine E.
Schreiber      A
beautifully illustrated and written tale about...

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Life as a Fish
My parents dropped me off on the Florida State University campus for the first time in the Fall of 1977. It was the following year I tried out for and joined, The Tarpon Club--a group of young women who donned swim suits and nose clips and dove into the wat...

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Florida Needs More People Like Leah Schad
Leah Schad, 2002 A few days ago, Linda Schad, a friend of mine from high
school days who knows my absolute favorite thing to write about is Florida and
Florida history, messaged me with a link about her mother, Leah Schad. The
comment that accompanied the m...

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Black Friday or, um, Thursday?
1960s in Delray Beach, Florida When my children were small, the hottest gift for Christmas
was the Razor scooter. Remember those? Shiny chrome, four wheels and a handle
bar? At four a.m. on a Black Friday in 1997 or so, my best friend and I were in
the crow...

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Carefree Days
            Although I grew up in North Palm
Beach, we often drove south to catch movies. In the mid to late seventies when
I was a teenager, there weren’t all that many movie theatres around. Never any
the mega-movie plexes you see now, if there were six s...

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Baseball and Heroes
     In Florida, it seems one is never far away from a baseball field. I grew
up on Jacana Way in North Palm Beach. Within walking distance of my home was
Osborne Park. Baseball fields, cement block dugouts, steel and wood bleachers
and a little cement bloc...

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Election Days
I remember going with my mother
to the North Palm Beach Elementary School cafetorium (yes, that’s what it was
called) in the 1960s so that she could cast her vote. I had to stand right
outside the curtains of the voting booth while she did whatever mysterio...

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A Haunted Tale for Halloween
I wrote this little tale for a critique group meeting. After searching for something to write, my eyes fell on my old typewriter. Ah ha! I could write a haunted typewriter tale. But, no. It's been done and done well by masters of horror. I could, however, w...

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A Haunted Tale for Halloween
I wrote this little tale for a critique group meeting. After searching for something to write, my eyes fell on my old typewriter. Ah ha! I could write a haunted typewriter tale. But, no. It's been done and done well by masters of horror. I could, however, w...
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