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Food Wars

Food Wars

The food wars started innocently enough. Dad tagged along with Jim and I and our three-month-old firstborn for a cookout at Robin and Lanie Roberts’ farm house near Loudonville, Ohio. I glanced across the newly mown backyard at Dad. His hair still dark blond at...
Car Crash and Other Wrecks

Car Crash and Other Wrecks

I pedaled after Dad, each downward push of my legs drawing me closer to meeting his wacko friends. Overhead a storm brewed. With my luck, I’d be soaked before I ever hit their house, much less swim practice later. Mom said Dad wanted to show me off to his friends....