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If you are looking for inspiration or a deeper understanding of life...Sorry.  This is just a tale about a dog and the people who serve him. Enjoy!

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Can you imagine the Typing Toom? the Cafetorium, the Band Room?
All are gone now but I remember the old Fort Mill High. Take a peek into the past with me.

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With cooking shows all the rage, I believe we should pay tribute to the audience...the eaters.  This week I dig deep into the covered dish casserole dinners of our past.  I may not have the speed, but when it comes to food, I am a wide receiver.

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Let's pretend that summer has warmed our souls and the peaches are ripe.  Let's take a visit to the OLD Peach Stand

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Forty miles of rocky river, rented canoes and limited experience make for three lesson-filled days on the Catawba.

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On a summer day in 1960, there was only one place to be for a 12 year-old boy. Grab your suit and towel and hop on your bike. We're headed for the swimming pool.

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I am proud to be a teacher.  It was my profession and has become my calling in life.  I taught when a Remington Selectric Typewriter was high tech and I helped usher in computers, tablets and wireless.  I thought I had seen it all but my heart bleeds and my spirits soar for teachers in the age of "Hybrid Learning". 

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Where do we find hope in this week between the Joy of Christmas and the renewal of a new year?  Maybe this will help.

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This episode is full of Joy, Discovery and  Memories.  Christmas in the 1950's was a time of real trees, special friends and surprise visits. It is my great pleasure to offer this story in the hope that it helps you recall a simpler time of innocence and childhood. Merry Christmas, my friends.

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As with every family, Thanksgiving with the Hills was always an adventure.  I also try to let you know the things I am grateful for.