The Sandpiper

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She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me.  She was building a sand castle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the … Continued

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Ladies - Enjoying The Day

Cassells Street

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It is very hard to accept, much less celebrate, endings. At a time when this congregation is coming to terms with the closing of this parish, I thought I would tell you how my own history is linked with this parish. The land, where the church is located, used to belong to my great- grandfather. … Continued

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Rabbit 175

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Rabbit 175 are the distinguishing markers at the top of the mainsail on my father’s twelve foot catamaran. My Dad, Sam Brimacombe, bought the sailboat in 1966. My mother was furious with this “frivolous purchase” but everyone else was thrilled.

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