Edited slightly from a narrative written for our case worker during our first adoption process Thirty-five years ago my mother, Sharon Diane Marie Sforzini, married her high school steady, Steven Alan Grant, having spent the previous three years at three different colleges that were progressively closer to his alma mater. That was August 1965, and…
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Most visitors to this site will likely have heard the news already, but I have pancreatic cancer that has spread to my liver. I don't smoke, I don't drink, and there's not really a history of pancreatic or liver cancer in my family—so this was completely unexpected.
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Often throughout my life, I’ve been told that I “radiate calm” or words to that effect, which is typically a good thing. Given the recent circumstances, though, I think there is a concern I may be taking this conceit too far. More than one person has looked at me as if saying, “Shouldn’t you be…
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Many people have written to share their appreciation of these posts. A few folks have expressed some surprise: "Creative writing? I thought you were a computer guy!" So since there's no news yet (four days to next oncology appointment), I thought I'd ramble on for a space about how I ended up managing websites.
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