Lost in the wonder years

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You must know by now that I have a book coming out next month. I wanted to call it “The Wonder Years” but my editor felt it might be confused with the television show by the same name which had a good run about 20 years ago.  Come to think of it, we all had a pretty good run 20 years ago!

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Thoughts about Dr. Braddock

Phil Dickerson on August 18, 2014 at 9:17 am said: (Note: Phil is my best friend forever. He will forgive me for printing his memoirs)

“So I’m lying on the couch in my house on Broad Street somewhere around 1957, when in walks this giant of a man.

He looked seven feet tall to me. He was dressed in a fine suit and carrying a little black bag. He was a handsome man with sparkling90th birthday 007 eyes and a kind smile. He was my doctor, my neighbor, Emily’s Dad.

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Aging disgracefully and joyfully

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We decided this weekend that aging is a wonderful thing as long as you have someone to do it with. (We all want each other to go first though.)  Nevertheless, my oldest friends celebrated the march of time this weekend with a birthday bash deep in the woods of Monroe County.  (Above Beth, Norma and Judy discover a trick to take years off your face with selfies. The tip will be in my book “Love, Laughter and Losing my Keys: A Boomers Survival Guide.” Excuse the self promotion.

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