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For a friend who loved all bodies of water.
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I wrote this on the evening of our nation's most tragic day, September 11, 2001. I hoped then, as I do now, that we could live as and embrace, "one p..
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From the time I was a small child, the sound of trains in the distance, late at night, has been a source of comfort and delight, even with the odd sad..
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In memory of a wonderful man, who loved the sea, above all else.
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