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Born to Ride

I don’t have a photo, but the most people I’ve ever seen on a motorcycle is six. Picture this: Dad driving with his young son standing between his legs. Mom sitting behind dad, holding two babies, one in each arm. Another young child, a daughter, standing in between mom and dad. This was in Indonesia …

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The Love of a Grandmother

Močiutė. Kind of said like “mo-chu-tay’. That’s what grandmothers are called in Lithuanian. I had a močiutė, but I knew her as Grandma. And I lost her far too young. She was only 73. I was only 10. It was just before Christmas. Decades of smoking had caught up with her. She had a heart …

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