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Everyone is curious. Some more than others. If you are a curious type, you’re a “lifelong learner” by default. Except for the cat. Curiosity did a real number on that poor bastard. Trust me, the cat’s not learning too much nowadays; his lesson was what you call a real one-and-done session. I, too, had my…
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I just revisited the list that compiled the 100 most influential people of the millennium. Some I agree with, some I don’t. Johannes Gutenberg’s legacy is undeniable; he deserves top billing. I also wouldn’t tamper with Newton, Copernicus, or Galileo. The founders who launched the great Western experiment are all well-deserving of their place, and…
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The odds makers gave me very little chance. In fact, they placed my chances of emerging victorious at a big, fat zero. But those odds makers didn’t know my people—their heart, their fortitude. And thank goodness for the wisdom of Mr. Paine. Trust me when I tell you, there went a fellow who knew a…
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To exist in a madding world swimming in dysfunction and a list of human failings too long to mention (and those are our species rosier aspects), one must possess a sense of humor, an appreciation for irony, and the wisdom to recognize each as a gift. A bonus would be having a life mate also…
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A limerick from the first season of The Crown: There once was a girl named Sally Who never said “no” to a dally And when she sat on the lap of a well-endowed chap She cried, “Sir, you are right up my alley!” Another from the late Christopher Hitchens: It was said of the Bishop…
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The above is what I ride. I’ve always had Cannondale’s; there’re terrific bikes and handmade right here in America. I always dreamed of cycling across the country. Back when my legs were capable of making the journey, it would’ve required a six-week vacation. Now that I can afford the time, my legs would prove stubbornly…
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The year was 2010. I dropped my wife, Kathryn, at Philadelphia Internation and proceeded—against my better judgement, and because I was too cheap to spring for the airfare—on a 650-mile journey with three 13-year-old boys (my son and two friends). Our destination? Myrtle Beach, where we would meet Kathryn and my in-laws at a beachfront…
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