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He
Never Left 'Nam
On my end was a solemn hush. When Terry Morrow finally understood that I
was more than merely a stranger without a purpose, he invited me to
spend a few days with him. Bidding me make myself at home, he entered
the "lean-to" for  the
purpose of preparing dinner. Never will I forget that supper. Stewed
cabbage, 7-grain bread (just baked), coffee, without cream or sugar, and
guavas for dessert. After we had done full justice to the meal, we sat
down under the moonlight. Terry asked if I had any cigarettes, and when
I handed him a Camel Light, he lit it and seemed perfectly content.
We were seated on the porch of Terry's Town
Parc apartment. I could see at a glance that the three of us were in for
a long night. The retired Marine, Roland "Choo Choo" Crayger
smoked his Marlboro Reds, while Terry smoked ...
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Sending Marianne Away
Marianne's nose was pink and plump from her mother's hand. She loved
those chicken noodles but combined with laughter, they would sometimes
pop right out of her nostrils ...
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They call it Progress
"Well, yeah, I had to wake up at 5:45 this morning. But I drank
some O.J. and my eyes popped right open."
And so Joshua Green, the muscular,
shaved-headed sophomore ...
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Along for the Ride
In a cluttered room where the brown, wood-like paneling is reminiscent
of 30 years past, Cliff Crawford leans back in a his chair to gaze out a
window. Poster-sized maps line the walls. Stacks upon ...
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A Dog's Story
Not
all dogs go to Heaven. Some go to Anney Doucette, a 20-year-old
University of Florida pre-vet student with a love of animals and dogs
and the Beatles that is unmatched throughout Gainesville. She also is in
love ...
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Swinging is Their Life
Mike dances with Kris, who learned how about the same time as Julie
Anne, whose partner now is Chris. He's the instructor. Anton learned
with Mandy, who makes the clothes, and Krista organizes everything ...
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Termites
They
had been in the small examination room for over an hour and in the
waiting room for an hour before that. It was their own fault for leaving
them alone for so long. Months of marathon pacing can ...
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The Melody of the Freebird Cafe
Melody Van Zant, the manager of the Freebird Cafe in Jacksonville Beach,
Florida, is a redneck boy's fantasy girl. She stands a little over five
feet tall, has a petite build, and medium-length brown hair streaked
with blonde ...
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The e-bay-zing eeeeeeeeeeeebay
A new shopping phenomenon is sweeping the country — one that allows
shoppers to buy many types of merchandise from a single location. The
savvy shopper, given just a few minutes, can find ...
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Independent Living
It’s
1:00 on a Thursday afternoon — could be any Thursday afternoon – and
inside the Center for Independent Living, behind closed doors and a
handwritten "Do Not Disturb"sign, a meeting is taking place
...
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On Animal Patrol
It
is 1:30 in the afternoon when Civil Defense Officer Michele Marino,
begins another day patrolling for Alachua’s department of Animal
Services. But, before she can make it to her first call about a
contained squirrel ...
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Gorby
in Gatorville
The
crowd was large and unorganized — a mob really. They had gathered
haphazardly in front of the Stephen C. O'Connell Center and, as their
numbers grew, snaked back across the parking lot ...
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Hallucinations on a City Commission Meeting
If
there is special hell reserved for journalists, it surely consists of an
eternal city commission meeting — a torturous litany of motions and
procedures, proclamations, recommendations, actions and inactions ...
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‘...Instead of an Angry Tone"
Marching
slowly to the pounding of a Native American tribal drum, UF students and
other local human rights activists joined 10,000 non-violent protesters
in a mock funeral procession to demand the closure ...
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