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Does It Matter? We were in New Brunswick or was it Nova Scotia? There was a donut shop at the gas station. Was it a Tim Horton’s or a Red Robin?  Does it matter? I stopped and Sue got out to take a break. She was already walking away from the car as I opened my door...

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It has come to my attention that many of the loquacious raconteurs who choose to share stories, group their tales into two categories: ‘fiction’ and ‘nonfiction.’  From the start I have always found this to be confusing, not the delineation of the two categories so...

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Bring Back The Ampersand!    “Where do stories come from?” They asked. “And?” You said,  “What?” “And!   That’s where stories come from.”  There is a pause before you continue, addressing their confusion.  “Stories come from wanting more. ‘And?’  That means...

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There are thoughts that evoke meaning and come in riddled form. I suppose the word is poetry? These thoughts came to me after working with 6 other tellers. We shared and supported each other in our storytelling, and the next day, their tales melted into verse, a taste...

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It was thought provoking, walking down those old stone steps, pushing back the brush, finding a path to the past. I asked “Where will these lead me? What’s the story here?”. There  must have been a hundred of them, a century old I was sure. ‘One per year’, I thought...

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I love to laugh. Some say that I have a great sense of humor. But what does that mean? Is humor a ‘sense’ like vision or hearing? Is it a trait like having dark eyes or being tall? Are we born with it, or can it be developed like a muscle? My sense has always been...