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Hurricane on the Mountain
I reached the foot of Repenter’s Hill at four in the afternoon.
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SCRAMBLED EGGS
I love scrambled eggs.
Dec 9, 2025
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THE BIBLE SALESMAN
I spent the summer between my junior and senior years in college working as a management trainee for a multinational corporation in Mexico City.
Oct 31, 2025
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FROM HOOVER REPUBLICAN TO FDR DEMOCRAT
More than just about anybody, my father epitomized the establishment in Deuel County Nebraska.
Oct 29, 2025
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THE MAYOR WHO VANISHED INTO THIN AIR
Jim, my Peace Corps supervisor, had a sure-fire method of measuring the success of his volunteers: he asked local elected officials how they thought the…
Oct 27, 2025
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PAM TOO THE RESCUE
One day Pam Draper came into my office with a concerned look on her face.
Oct 25, 2025
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BILLYBOY AND THE BULLDOZER
The first time I laid eyes on Billyboy I sized him up as some kind of duffus.
Oct 22, 2025
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THE DAY THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES MET FOR FIFTEEN SECONDS
When I was a page in the House of Representatives, I worked Monday through Friday and sometimes I had to work on Saturday mornings.
Oct 20, 2025
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First-hand accounts of my many adventures, from the Peace Corps to the U.S. House of Representatives to retirement in Costa Rica
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