Tag Archives: Janice C Johnson

To Be Free

Posted on May 31, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

I can’t help it… Words mean things, and I like to know just what each one means, and to use the right one to say what I intend to say. Take the familiar quote, “The truth will set you free, … Continue reading →

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I’ve Been Hosed!

Posted on May 29, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Not gonna lie… we’re total newbies at having a swimming pool. I mean, we don’t trust ourselves to take care of it, but have professionals maintain the pool lest it end up infested with mold or jellyfish or something. Adding … Continue reading →

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Birthday FAIL: or, Why My Husband’s Bicycle Has a Preposterous Name

Posted on May 26, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

He already has so many bicycles I can’t keep track of them. What’s one more? That’s what I thought last summer, when Brent showed me an ad for a custom, retro-style Bianchi road bike. His newest bike is also a … Continue reading →

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Navigate THIS!

Posted on May 24, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

About that trip to Missouri last week… My brother, David, and I drove to the town of Nevada from different directions. Next day, we agreed to each find our way north to Warsaw and meet at the Common Ground Cafe … Continue reading →

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Another Day, Another Diner

Posted on May 22, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

Last week, my brother and I met in Missouri to visit family and have our mother’s ashes interred alongside her parents’ graves. At least five generations of Mom’s people are buried there in her home town. Despite our somber errand, … Continue reading →

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Wild Things!

Posted on May 17, 2017 by Jan C. Johnson

When I’m out bicycling, most of the animals I see are either a) fenced dogs, b) roadkill, c) fast-moving birds or squirrels just trying to get out of my way, or d) un-fenced dogs, which may or may not endanger … Continue reading →

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