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A Case of the Human Condition: My Daughter the Trash Heap

October 28, 2011 By Barbara Falconer Newhall

Christina Newhall dressing as trash heap for halloween. Photo by BF Newhall

My daughter is beautiful. But I wonder if she wants to be. If she liked being beautiful, why did she dress up as a heap of trash for Halloween when she was 11? A “Doctor Who” space alien at 28? Read more.

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Five Years Ago This Month — Covid Shut Down Our World

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Five years ago this month covid shut down our world. There wasn’t much to do, so I wrote a lot of covid stories, some sad and some, I like to think, amusing.  Read more.

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