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Meeting Knox
We took a day-trip to Gatlinburg, TN, just to get a change of scenery and a bit of fresh air on a cold, bright day. Last night we got a couple of inches of powdery snow, and the drive down into Tennessee was lovely and pleasant. We ate at our favorite Mexican restaurant on the water, reliving memories of other visits when all the kids and grandkids were gathered with us in the same room under the same colorful decor. The chips are homemade and the pico de gallo was the best it’s ever been. After our meal, we strolled down the main street, ducking in a couple of the…
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A Big Little Life
Up until this past weekend, I had read exactly one book by Dean Koontz. It was a supernatural suspense novel called Whispers, and I read it when I was a young Marine in 1980. The book came into my possession just as I was ending a two-or-three year spree of reading Stephen King novels, and I was growing tired of the genre. Whispers did its work with me — it kept me up late into the night reading, and later kept me awake listening to the night sounds and thinking about the world Koontz had created. But I assumed that Mr. Koontz was treading the same ground King had already…