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A quiet, rainy morning. The rainfall began during the night, a soothing, tapping sound on the roof and windows. I am an odd duck, preferring cloudy, rainy days to cloudless ones with summer sunlight glaring down like an angry god. I take comfort in watching clouds, the swaying horse tails, or the grayish-tinged ships with
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A friend recently suggested to my wife that I post blogs regularly or risk losing readership. His advice is sound. Three blogs have been researched and roughly drafted. My thoughts, however, have been with mi amiga de combate. We have been friends since 1989, when we bonded over Mariachi music. During our conversation, we discovered
Charles van Heck's Woodhull Journal 