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The Commute: Katies Swim


Fri, Feb 21st, 2003
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Like so many people, Im grappling with a certain amount of anxiety these days about the world situation. By the time this is published, our country could be at war. More locally, we worry about a state budget over four billion dollars in the red. What will be lost?Ive been trying to give this feeling a more specific name than anxiety, and the best I come up with is fear. The way I often feel today reminds me of a time eight years ago when I experienced a number of fears. At that time, I came to believe that fear was always associated with potential loss.During a week in July, 1997, I stayed home with our toddler daughter while my husband took his annual fishing trip. During this time, my doctor called to tell me Id need a biopsy, preferably within the next two weeks. My first inkling that all was not right had come in the form of a postcard months before. In someones careless handwriting were the words, "Found a few abnormal cells. Please call." Subsequent tests had not alleviated concern, but it was still a surprise to me that we were at the biopsy stage. Nobody ever used the term "cancer"; they always said, "pre-cancer." And nobody seemed to be panicking. They peppered their speech with encouraging phrases like "impressive cure rate," and "caught early." The biopsy would not even require hospitalization. Still, I longed to tell somebody, but my husband was unreachable by phone for a few days. When I called my mother, I couldnt get the words out. So I focused on playing with my daughter. Every time she went to sleep, my fears returned.There was the big one, of course: early death. But the other fears all seemed connected to motherhood. Would I be able to have any more children, even if the biopsy was "curative." Did it really matter whether I could have more children? By far the biggest fear was of not seeing my daughter grow up, the pain of that separation for both of us.The point of this is not suspense, so I will tell you the biopsy was curative, and my husband and I had another child in 1999. But I knew none of this then.It was July and hot, so I took my daughter to the beach for the first time. She boldly splashed around in the water in her pink and orange swim suit, miniature Minnesota Twins baseball hat. When she wandered out to what I considered "too far," (the water was past her knees) I would stand up from my perch on the sand and gently retrieve her, .....
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Township Roads: Go ahead! Wreck my day!

Fri, Feb 21st, 2003
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I try to look on the bright side of things. Theres a silver lining to every cloud and all that. I may be unreasonably optimistic. Thats why I dont usually allow little things to disrupt my day.

Maybe this is from having live ..... 
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Prairie Notes: What will they do?

Fri, Feb 21st, 2003
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Lately, conversations with friends revolve around the same economic thread. What will happen now that gas prices fluctuate by ten cents in a day? What will happen to retirement accounts that had seemed such a good investment two years ago? What will ..... 
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Journal Writing Project: Kyle Anderson

Fri, Feb 21st, 2003
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From moles to millionaires, and survivors to idols, television is becoming a reality show slugfest. Networks and producers are cooking up shows for America to fall head over heels for. The question is, when and where will they draw the line? < ..... 
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Journal Writing Project: Matt Ruen

Fri, Feb 14th, 2003
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Iraq, and the question of war there, has dominated the news lately. Weve seen speeches, heard the inspectors report, and watched thousands of American soldiers deploy to the Middle East. In all probability, war will begin within the next month. I ha ..... 
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Journal Writing Project: Jacob Grant

Fri, Feb 7th, 2003
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The other day I was resting in my car awaiting the end of my lunch hour. As I sat there I was thinking about the things that flustered me that morning and how they carried on to a rather disheartening lunch. I wished I could have moved to Australia. ..... 
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Another One from Flaherty: Can't Sleep

Fri, Feb 7th, 2003
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When I read and hear about hip and knee replacements I wonder what they do with all of the hips and knees that have been replaced. Can they be re-cycles or rebuilt? Over the years I have had my cars repaired with re-built alternators, clutches, engin ..... 
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