Strapped in Front of MTV by Deb Gail

We were broke: our car stalling more often than it started, my husband’s tuition and textbook bills outpacing my teacher’s salary. So I marched into WNNE-TV, the local NBC affiliate in the ramshackle building behind the old Holiday Inn in White River Junction, Vermont, and told them I wanted to be an anchor. I’d been studying the local anchors for weeks and I thought, how hard could it be? Someone…

Monday, August 27, 2007
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Lost by Deb Gail

My two teen-aged daughters and I were training for a half marathon when the family took a trip to Italy in June. It was hot, every day hovering around a humid 90. And in Siena, the narrow cobblestone streets were filled with the omnipresent smell of freshly cured meat and speeding Vespa drivers talking on cell phones and listening to iPods. Conditions so far from ideal for running that I’m…

Monday, August 13, 2007
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