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The Codger Way

The Codger Way We come from roads both rough and grand, From every shore, from every land. We’ve worn all hats — the rich, the poor, We’ve seen the ceiling and the floor. We’ve voted left, we’ve voted right, We’ve…

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Dog-walk thoughts in the cold

Maggie’s Walk Each morning, Maggie walks our dog, Houston down the long winter path near our home. Snow, cold, silence… and the simple kindness of nodding to the people who shelter there overnight. A reminder that everyone carries a story…

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