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To a friend who turns supposedly 40.

I was just reminded of my conversation with a much admired pastor, philosopher and mentor. I was explaining to him that when I turned 35 I really stopped thinking what my age was. Or may I further explain- thinking about my calendar age. I know I have a pancreas but I really am not dwelling [...]

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Quito patrimonio y grandes memorias

A city in a valley surrounded by snow capped mountains, some of them active volcanoes. The homeland of my beloved mother, a land where my wife fell in love with and a city that will be turning 474 years old.A lot of stories and memories can be gathered from those days. The culture, the songs [...]

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Abba, a group and a term of endearment.

I can remember sitting in the front of Sanduches al paso in Avenida Amazonas (Quito) and listening to some of Abba’s tunes. This group from Sweden was quite popular with its catchy tunes in the 70’s. I am presently listening to an Abba marathon on Sirius radio with my wife. This is slightly ironic as [...]

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As the month departs…

As the month departs I see that my wife’s birthday is coming up. I know in Georgia June is not known for its showers but I have been praying for rain. The rain is not just for my flowers and trees but for this parched land that has been ravaged by fire, as shown in [...]

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