The silent, the sandwich, and the boomlet generations.

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‘And here is your lanyard.’

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My mom’s in town! (Comment with one of your fond memories of her to give her a nice surprise when she goes home.)

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My children found this ladybug dehydrated and encrusted with sand. They nursed it back to health, and it flew away a couple of hours later. “Such a gentle creature,” our son observed wistfully.

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“Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.”
– Willie Shakes

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