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The Dance of Life, the Dance of Love—and those Ups and Downs.

My childhood playground? Funny you should ask. My father owned an eleven-story office tower in Raleigh, NC. Naturally, it had elevators, and the elevators were hands down my very favorite things in that building. In the early 1960s the old … Continue reading

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Everyone has his dance.

Everyone has his dance, according to his place and time.

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Motorola

“Your room,” said my mother, at least twice, “Is the warmest room in the house.”

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