Recently we went to the family friendly park in Salem, Mass and I became so intrigued about its past that I made Human Translator look it up. In 1801, decades before it would become a park white willow trees were planted to cheer up the patients being treated at the old smallpox hospital. Later, its…
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Today Bebe walked in the door and her conversation seemed to be all bomb related. Please don’t be concerned, the present she just left me is not truly an incendiary. It is popsicles. With all the news about airport security she wasn’t too fazed when there was a delay on the MBTA. She didn’t hear…

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