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by Kevin Burton My wife Jeannette got the news late: the Kansas City Chiefs are Super Bowl champions! She got the news late because she left the game in the second quarter and headed to bed. Her work starts very early and so bedtime comes early too, Super Bowl or not. She …
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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 Most people, hate, February. My research is not exhaustive, but I have looked into this a little bit. If your research finds otherwise, I will stand corrected. But I found this: “February is merely as long as is needed to pass the time until March.”- Dr. J. R. …
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by Kevin Burton I call myself a realist. I’m guessing most people think I’m a pessimist. I try to be a thinker, and I run most if not all decisions through a risk/reward assessment. Still, I could surely be true to this while putting a more positive spin on things. It doesn’t …
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by Kevin Burton I am 6 feet, 1½ inches tall. My wife Jeannette is only 5’4”. But I bet you five dollars we see eye to eye! How do I know this? I let her know recently that my brother has a whopping eleven fantasy football teams. This knowledge floated for a time, …
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by Kevin Burton One of the Christmas gifts I was given this year by a family friend, came in a bag with a green and white label. Ostensibly it’s a healthy snack. I now wonder if this “gift” was in fact a hostile act. It’s suspicious anyway. I’ve been doing some research. …
by Kevin Burton It hurt my heart to do it, but I did it, last week. Something I thought I would never do. Along with the eggs and bacon and paper plates, and the baking stuff my wife Jeannette got, I also, purchased, rubber bands. Still can’t believe it. But there it …
by Kevin Burton Two reluctant actors in a live Nativity scene were on the mooooove Dec. 3, reports Mark Price of the Charlotte Observer. Stage fright is a thing, but usually not a call-the-police thing. “One coastal church’s wish to recreate a “live Nativity” scene turned chaotic in the strangest way, when …
by Kevin Burton Surely you’ve heard this old joke: What do you call a person who speaks three languages? Trilingual. What do you call a person who speaks two languages? Bilingual. What do you call a person who speaks only one language? American. A wicked, sweeping generalization that. Not entirely fair. But …
by Kevin Burton The morning orange juice is sweeter, the song of the birds outside more melodious, even the cats’ litter box is less odoriferous, when all four of your fantasy teams have won. This is silliness, even profound silliness, but it’s a thing, I promise you. Winning at fantasy football is …
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