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Rains come this time of year. They wash summer smoke from the air and heal dry cracks in the hillside around the school. As the cracks heal, hill grass shoots up everywhere. Paved patches stand apart from green. Little squares of asphalt black end in a chain link edge, and the rich black of wet […]

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I stood on the playground overlooking the Bay this morning. Four eight year-old boys stood with me. We were checking out the boats. Jaime looked up at me and asked: “You ever been in a boat?” “Yes I have,” I told him about a time when I was eight where I went sailing with my […]

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