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Washed Ashore in Kansas

It is odd to feel washed ashore this far from any ocean. But Peter’s death, Teckla’s dementia, and the burning of our house in Myrtle Point have left me dazed and disoriented—like Robinson Crusoe after the wreck of his ship. … Continue reading

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The Wilds of Kansas

I have moved to a suburb with looping roads and cul-de-sacs. Developments curve like waves from the main road here in Gardner. The earlier developments, like the one on Oak Street, have bigger trees that arch over the road and … Continue reading

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