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"The life which is unexamined is not worth living." - Plato
"I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there." - Herb Caen
Harry Brabec
(1927-2005)
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Slices of My Life
In the Archives

The Last of a Dying Breed — A Wife's Loving Tribute
Barbara's Series of Articles for Widows and Others Who Have Lost, Or May Soon Lose, Someone They Love
Memories of Peonies and My High-School Graduation - Every year, the new crop of
peonies in my back yard brings back nostalgic memories of my home town.
Life is Like a Baseball Game - A poem by Barbara written for her father's 76th
birthday.
The Christmas Place - In the lyrics of a song written for her mother, Barbara
remembers Christmas as a child in Buckley, Illinois in the 1950s.
Christmas Card for Website Visitors - Barbara's cat, Charlee, adds to her
annual
Christmas joy.
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