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by Kevin Burton Found a lyric last week that is so cool, I want to use it to tell my happy Valentine’s Day story. This is what happens when my usual Tuneful Tuesday post coincides with Valentine’s Day. The song “Still The One” went to number five for Orleans in 1976. It’s …
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by Kevin Burton Let’s face it, love isn’t usually something you can analyze scientifically. Some of our words and phrases of love don’t make sense either. In honor of Valentine’s Day and with the help of Merriam-Webster dictionary, we looked yesterday, at where our love and romance words came from. We continue today …
by Kevin Burton I am a former fulltime newspaper reporter, but maybe my wife Jeannette would have been better than I was. Maybe much better. She stuns me with the questions she asks sometimes. She’s just so curious. Me? I am so not curious, I’ve had to come up with a euphemism …
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by Kevin Burton You have a superpower that you might not know about; the power to make another person glow. So says a “happiness expert” quoted on CNBC. Stephanie Harrison, founder of The New Happy, writes that using nine phrases will instantly brighten someone’s day. She says we underestimate how happy someone …
by Kevin Burton When I was a sort of young beep baseball player, I had a team mate who always talked about heart guards. Beep baseball is baseball for blind players. The ball is slightly bigger than a softball and depending on who made the ball, it can be quite hard. When …
by Kevin Burton What is your stance on small talk? I’m not into it. “I’m just making conversation.” Ever hear that one? I say real conversation makes itself. Necessity causes words to come out of my mouth. Information must be shared, I share it, so that action will be taken. “We …
by Kevin Burton When my mother came to visit me in Iowa she flew in, meaning she didn’t have a car for the visit and we got around by using the little ride service I used. If I remember correctly, we had to call twice and do a little polite coaxing to get …
by Kevin Burton The Burtons have entered the building, the church building. We have been watching church on the big screen of my Macintosh computer in the basement for more than two years now. That was a virus thing of course. We didn’t close our Bibles; we were just trying to stay safe. …
by Kevin Burton “When I hear that siren call baby, I just can’t help myself,” croons Bonnie Raitt. She’s authentic and believable and I get it. The tune is “The Road’s My Middle Name.” It’s from her album “Nick Of Time” and I get that too. The road is the life blood …
by Kevin Burton I’m sitting in the dark, on the couch my mom gave us. I hear the sound of a train in the distance. There is romance, poetry in the sound. I’m in the Man Cave and it couldn’t be mancavier. Two smallish beacons of light accompany the night without interrupting …
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