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It's Christmas morning, and although calls have been placed to loved ones back home, it's just not the same. I think this is only the second time I will have spent both Christmas Eve and Day out of New York. Sometimes you need to do something like that just to remind yourself of what you've got. And while the time spent elsewhere is with people that are well meaning, caring, and loving in general

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May 10, 2008 - Nyack, NY Where does the time go… it's already the second week of May 2008. The eve before the second Hallmark Holiday of the American calendar year-Mother's Day.Not that I have anything against mothers in general, they possess no more virtues or flaws than anybody else really. My objection is about how far removed from its origins this so-called "mother's day" has become. But

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