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...letters. "It made our stomach 'queasy,' feeling like someone ugly and disgusting broke into our home," wrote Ron and Pat Feit of Cheyenne. Others didn't vent such outright bias but instead expressed hope that the "Don't ask, don't tell" system would last. Said Lisa Ray of Pine Bluffs: "I'd suggest that readers who support your agenda with their hard-earned money place your publication in the same location this subject belongs--a closet...
...September 14, these sites were also disabled, along with Unix based e-mail services, including Pine, webmail and PC-based clients such as Outlook and Eudora...
...superficial see-and-be-seen hotspot and more the setting for an intimate dining experience. The original structure has been largely preserved. Atop a winding wooden staircase, the upstairs area has been restored and converted into three private dining rooms that each feature authentic period detail, working fireplaces, wide pine floors and distinctive decorative elements. Downstairs the building was expanded to accommodate a new kitchen, main dining room and full fireside bar. Amidst the wood-paneled walls and simple table settings, the dining room’s main attraction is the central, lantern-rimmed skylight that makes for a night...
...where an uncle had a scrapyard. The church bombing had already occurred, but word hadn't reached their uncle's when, shortly after 4 p.m., they headed home after failing to find a bike for Virgil. The boys took a rural stretch called the Docena-Sandusky Road, flanked by pine and mimosa trees rising from a tangle of swamp grass and kudzu. As Virgil clutched the handlebars, telling his brother where to steer, James says, they laughed about the girls they would pick up in their...
...School expressing their “Re: RE: Re: Thanks” and Harvard minsters inquiring my opinion of “FWD: Re: That Movie! (fwd),” even if the messages themselves were brief. When it wasn’t Harvard officials brightening my day in Pine, I discovered a slew of messages from people as far away as Germany—and who doesn’t like a foreign pen pal? Suddenly, people with my name somehow in their address books—as well as the people in their address books—were...