I am in the middle of two, back-to-back, end-of-the-school-year sports banquets. There was one last night and there is one tonight. I do much of the organization for these banquets and it's not simple. Whoever thought that as a sportswriter and editor I would have to take food orders? Also, I get to be the so-called master of ceremony for these things. "Master of ceremony" is not in my personality type AT ALL. Once I survive tonight, I am done. The easy season begins. But with all that has been involved and including everything I've gone through in my life these last few months, I need a vacation badly. Multiple vacations. Vacations on top of vacations. So anyway, I was scrambling around today, trying to recuperate from last night and brace for tonight, running through the constant inventory in my head, when I decided to get the mail. Among the usual boredom was a small yellow envelope with "Santa Clarita, CA" stamped on the front. I opened it u...
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