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Betrayal
I tread slowly crunching across the multicolored fall leaves of the sprawling university campus. I’m enroute to a surprise meeting at the sports psychologist’s office which conveniently sits inside of the daunting athletic complex of Division 1 NCAA sports. It smells faintly like baking bread outside from the local ethanol plant which helps fuel the Continue reading
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Dear Universe:
Previously I didn’t subscribe to faith. My mother is atheist and judges those who believe in God. Coming of age in the 50s in rural Minnesota, she attended parochial school and with it, an hour of excruciatingly boring mass in Latin each day from kindergarten through college. Worse than Church was the corporeal punishment doled Continue reading
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The Miracle Invitational
Cousin Cloud and I sit huddled, comrades in arms, on the soft grey family room carpet of our woodsy Minnesota summer lake cabin. The talent portion of the annual Merickel Invitational Family Tennis Tournament is underway. Cloudy, nearly a teenager, giggles and points at Grandma who can be glimpsed from behind the glass double doors Continue reading
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