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Memories of Christmas past

By STRAWS IN THE WIND By Eladio Dioko | December 28, 2006 - 12:00am

Every Christmas and its season leave in each of us something to remember by. It could be a single happening or a series of happenings which touches us so deeply that even long after it happened the memory...

Freeman Opinion

33 years later

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | September 24, 2005 - 12:00am

Six a.m., September 21. I am awake and staring out my window at a grey sky. Rain speckles the glass top of my terrace table. Suddenly I hear the telephone ring and my significant other answers it. It is so early...

Modern Living