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Living In A Tin Can

Some folks take their first road trip while still in diapers (if your mother also used the carseat as a sleep aid, welcome to my world where “passenging” equals “snoring”) — others hit the road later in life. But nearly every full-timer I’ve ever coached has had a wanderlusty undercurrent running beneath the surface —…

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Big Girl Business Panties

Some folks hang their first shingle in the womb (kind of hard to read though, covered in placental goo) — others self-employ later in life (generally after a failed stint or two at working for “Da Man”). But nearly every entrepreneur I’ve coached has had a capitalistic undercurrent running beneath the surface — a lifetime…

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I’m descended from the Laceys on my mother’s paternal side. (Although somewhere before my grandfather became a reality, the powers that be changed our familial spelling — hopefully because of clerical error rather than a distant relation’s inability to read. But the earliest written records list us with an “e,” so that’s my story and…

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I’m from the south. We don’t hide crazy. We park its ass in a rocking chair on the front porch, serve it a cocktail (or possibly sweet tea, if one of the cousins is currently on the wagon between rehab-tours-of-duty) — invite the whole clan over, and spend the better part of a Sunday afternoon…

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I got Creel blood (the hematological equivalent of demons) from my father’s paternal side running all through me — ALL through me. Beetlejuice? Anyone? Folks who sell those highly-colorful-yet-possibly-fictionalized crests (the ones in twee little shops at tourist-type locations) tell me this fish-baskety moniker comes from a dealer’s choice of Irish, Scottish, or English ancestors. However,…

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I’m a May on my mother’s maternal side. Those who poke around Mormon research libraries tell me that the name dates back to an early Anglo-Norman-Irish (can you say “mutt mix?”) emigration — could’ve picked it up anywhere along the way from L’Hexagone to the land of the Angles to Éire. It cracks me up…

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I was delivered from down off the Mount (just like a pair of stone-flipping-tablets, though far less biblical in nature) on my father’s maternal side. Now the fine folks who track such things tell me that my ancestral peeps could have acquired this lofty rubric from either our Scottish or English forebears. Regardless of origin,…

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They say “it’s the nuts that make a family tree worth shaking.” Well if that’s true, I have one of the most worthwhile bits of arboreal genealogy currently planted in the terra firma. We wear crazy like a badge of honor — and whoa buddy, do my ancestors have a lot to be proud of…

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Society teaches us that women who do not bear children will never feel complete. But there are many whose happiness is found through other forms of creativity — this book gives them a chance to be heard. We give voice to individuals everywhere who have chosen not to bear children. We are grateful to our…

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