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Yuans, Chinese Firewater, Yangtze River

I just returned from a wonderful trip to China and Tibet.  Part of the itinerary was a cruise down the Yangtze River to see the Three Gorges.  Our group of 15 was the only (group of) Americans on the cruise. 

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A Perfect Hand

It was my turn to be out of the game, as we were playing with five women.  At that time, the person out, walked around the table after the Charleston was completed and made a silent, written bet on whom

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A Rainy Day Story

Our house seemed to be the one where kids always congregated.  There were about 8 kids ranging in age from about 6-11 that would come and play kickball in the back yard.  One day it was pouring down rain and

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I’ll Never Play Mah Jongg

Growing up in Cleveland my mother played mah jongg every week.  I decided I would never play it.  When she died I donated her 2 mah jongg sets to NCJW.  Four years ago we moved to Davis, California and joined

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I'll Never Play Mah Jongg

Growing up in Cleveland my mother played mah jongg every week.  I decided I would never play it.  When she died I donated her 2 mah jongg sets to NCJW.  Four years ago we moved to Davis, California and joined

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Mahj and the New Mom

Five years ago I stepped back from an intense and absorbing career, and became one of those older first-time moms. While I adored my beautiful baby, I missed working and really missed feeling challenged and sharp. Then, 3 new friends

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I Remember…

Clatter and chatter.  Tiles clicking.  Female voices (my mom and aunts, I think).  Laughter. Helping to mix the tiles and put everything back into the box where it fits just so.  Thinking how cool it will be when I grow

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