Holly Henry: There’s more in your newspaper than meets the eye 
Newspapers, much like airlines, banks and automobile manufacturers are businesses.
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Maybe it’s just me, but I am noticing that people aren’t as nice as they used to be.
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When I registered for this week’s Two Harbors Area Chamber of Commerce golf outing they handed me a plastic bag.
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For years I referred to my inability to focus on one thing as multi-tasking. Not once did it ever occur to me that I might actually have a problem.
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Most authors, when they write a book, are anxious to hear what people think about it. Not Bill Callies. He didn’t want his printed until after he’d died.
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I’m an advocate for Memorial Day--the REAL Memorial Day.
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There are times in everyone’s life when the familiar is mighty nice. Comforting even. Sought after.
RELATED CONTENTLet the punishment fit the crime 
I started this column three times, and each time the words made the computer crash. I finally decided that this old Windows platform doesn't like angry words. Since the Honking Tree went down, I've spouted lots of them, and a few tears, too. "Get a grip," a friend of mine told me. "It's only bark."
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Like Buddha says, the only thing that changes is how each person handles the slings and arrows of everyday life. Well, maybe that was Eddie Buddha who said that.
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I don't know how Two Harbors could make it easier for people to get rid of trash, but there must be an idea out there somewhere.
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Driving around over the weekend brought me to the conclusion that we’re a nation of signs. Road signs in particular.
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Leftover "stuff" can play havoc with lives in more ways than one—and not all physical.
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From the desk of the working poor: The rebellion to stay the same has begun.
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I stood on the subway platform feeling not much different than the 5-year-old waiting for the bus with my grandmother.
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