Irish Weekend

I couldn’t wait to get home this past weekend, and neither could my friends. We couldn’t wait to get home so much that we left late Thursday night after all of our classes, just to be sure the eight-hour car ride back wouldn’t drag us down and take it’s toll on us for Friday. We’ve […]

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Today’s the Day

My dad called me this morning just to catch up, as he does most mornings. And most mornings we cover the same ground: how are you today, how is the family, what’s going on in your life, what’s going on at home, what’s going on in town. Since I talk to him all the time, […]

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The Jog

One of the bad things about summer being over, aside from being away from Wildwood on a daily basis, is not working on a daily basis. See, I didn’t really mind working, and one of the reasons why is because it kept me active. It was hard running around—literally—all night when the restaurant consistently got […]

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Labor Day

My mom called me on Monday from the beach back in Wildwood. I knew it was Labor Day, so I knew that meant my whole extended family went down together and sat for the day, and long into the night, on the beach. She said the beach was especially nice that day. It wasn’t hot […]

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