Just as adversity and conflict help make a good story, the two seem to accompany our family on our adventures, and ultimately serve to spice up the experience.RELATED CONTENT
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On the very day this column is released and read by millions, three contiguous households in the heart of my block will be involved in the Big Dig project of the decade here as we bury our power lines together.RELATED CONTENT
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This bench is mine. It sits just 2 miles from the house (for a casual 4-mile round trip) above the shore of Lake Superior.RELATED CONTENT
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Boom. Just like that, it’s dark by suppertime now. With little warning, darkness descends like a sheet flung over the birdcage. Deficiency of vitamin D, known as the “sunshine vitamin,” has been associated with rickets, increased risk of death from cardiovascular disease, cognitive impairment in older adults, severe asthma in children, depression and even cancer. Apparently, the sun is a bit important to our well-being.
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Budgeteer columnist Eddy Gilmore ponders our nation's tendency to choose party over thoughtfulness.