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Belize
This adventure started with a woman. Her name was Ann. It was 1983 and we had met at a neighborhood tavern where she worked as a bartender. She was young, mid twenties to my early thirties, pretty, dirty blonde hair and adventurous. We were a couple of months into a summer fling when she announced Continue reading
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The Kid
My daughter, Farrell, is a river rafting guide, her degree in film unused to this point but at least on the shelf. She grew up in Reston, Virginia and lived in various cities along the East Coast. She’s an artist of some accomplishment, her paintings are vivid and thematically sophisticated. She loves animals and Continue reading
Michael O'Meara 