By Gary Lloyd Each mailbox, some 20 feet apart, others 35, is a can’t-miss historic landmark around here. I suppose the yellow fire hydrants are, too. Every sewer top is … Continue reading The Sonny, the moon, and the stars
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My mind travels a path to Massachusetts
By Gary Lloyd On a Saturday in May, my iPhone buzzed with a text message from a former teacher. “Will you be in church tomorrow 9:30 – 10:00ish?” it read. … Continue reading My mind travels a path to Massachusetts
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