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When I’m out and about with my two-year-old son, it’s nearly impossible to avoid conversation with strangers. 

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Could a molecule composed of one carbon atom and four hydrogen atoms ignite Armageddon?

In the Jewish religion when a person dies, their body is buried as soon as possible. After the burial at the cemetery, there is a gathering back at a family member’s home to comfort the bereaved. This is known as a Shiva.

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Russia President Vladimir Putin has sent troops into Crimea, and is pressing a referendum later this month to confirm separation of the region from Ukraine.

Essay: Looking For a Valentine, Online

Feb 13, 2014
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A cross-dresser wasn’t what I had in mind when I logged in to my online dating account the other night. 

Essay: The Retirement Revolution

Feb 11, 2014

Hi, I’m Carol and I’m retired. Now without thinking, does your mind immediately picture someone ancient and befuddled, physically and mentally in decline? That’s one of the ageist stereotype applied to retirees; people worn out, dried up and a burden on society.

Just so you know I’m an active 59 years old, work out four times a week, and I just finished writing my first book.

Granted I retired early, adding one more to the 8,000 baby boomers  who, starting in 2011, retire every single day. People who on average will live 20 to 30 years past retirement age.

ESSAY: Just Say No to Jargon

Feb 5, 2014
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Every day conversation is often full of clichés and colloquialisms, but Lake Effect essayist Kipp Friedman would prefer we skip the jargon:

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Last Monday’s assault on the Milwaukee Symphony Orchestra’s concertmaster Frank Almond and the theft of his one of a kind violin, the Lipinski Stradivarius, has rocked Milwaukee and the rest of the world.

ESSAY: Winter Shines with Death's Light

Jan 31, 2014
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It seems sometimes that winter is the season when death is most around us.  Lake Effect essayist George Berdes notices that notion:

There is something at once depressing and compelling about the approaching death that we know as winter.

Leaves ‑‑ green and trembling with the excitement of life such a short time ago, now lay prostate…brown and decaying. Wildlife has retreated to darkened caves…tombs really. The day’s light is sullen, short.

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