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Continue reading →: to my kid on their tenth birthdayHolden, Holdy, Turd, Troll, Today is your 10th birthday: the “double digits,” as you’ve been saying. You just finished fourth grade at York Academy and were sad to finish the year because you’ll miss your friends. Of course, you’ll still talk to them all day long on Snapchat, Roblox and…
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Continue reading →: to my son on his eighth birthdayGeebarino, We’re spending this birthday on a plane to Walt Disney World, where we’ll meet Nanny, Brenda, Uncle Max, Brandy and Harrison and we’ll celebrate, not only your eighth birthday, but also Dukie’s life. This past year, we spent quite a bit of time coming to terms with grief. We…
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Continue reading →: Death and DisneyEarly Friday morning, my dad died. Twelve hours later, I was on a plane to Disney World.
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Continue reading →: to my daughter on her ninth birthdayHoldy, H, H-bomb, Dirt, Bridge Troll, We’ve had… a lot… going on lately, so I’m writing this to you from my phone at our campsite waiting for you to wake up this morning. You, my child, are not a morning person (neither am I, so no judgment.) This past year…
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Continue reading →: to my son on his seventh birthdayGatsby, GB, Geebs, Gilbert, Geebo: You started your 6th year in quarantine and you’re starting your 7th in a new world. We know your beloved Dukie is celebrating you along with us today. This past year we spent *a lot* of time together as we struggled through—then accepted—then despised—then mastered…
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Continue reading →: Where I’m FromGeorge Ella Lyon wrote her poem “Where I’m From” in 1993 in response to the fear and hate alive in our country and created the I Am From Project. I was introduced to the poem by Dr. Monea Abdul-Majeed, who often opens her anti-racism workshops with a similar exercise, and…
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Continue reading →: Mark S. Hess, 1951-2021Mark Steven Hess, aka The Duke, passed away peacefully at home on March 19, 2021. He was born March 30, 1951 in York, PA and was a 1969 graduate of Red Lion Area Senior High School. Mark spent much of his life behind the bar at The Dutch Club and…
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Continue reading →: to my daughter on her eighth birthdayHoldy, Hey, girl, hey – you’re eight years old today. Eight going on 16, more like. This year, you thrived in second grade. Your teachers were Mrs. Meyers and Mrs. Wetcher. I was honored to attend your “Hero Day” ceremony, even though I was your third choice after Lizzo and…
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