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An impromptu tribute

Filling out my 2010 Census today (there's nothing like waiting 'till the last minute), I approached the question about race. I paused, warm memories of Mrs. Overbay flooding the forefront of my mind.They have my phone number, I thought. And my address. They're going to call if I do it.Let them, I finally decided, checking… Continue reading An impromptu tribute