Past Perfect
The Laredo Decameron: tales in the time of quarantine
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As we stick together by staying apart, there is more time to think or pray or read
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“The Incident at Laredo”: faulty assessment of nuke en route from Cuba
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When your life was hanging in the balance, you gasped a forbidden word you learned as a child. It could have been your dying word.
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Fear and Laughter in Laredo: growing up under the mushroom cloud, Part 2
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The Cuban Missile Crisis was no joke: our little nuclear family was at the mercy of a high-stakes game of nuclear chicken
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Our children claim to know us throughout, but they’ve never understood our fear of annihilation by atomic blast
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I am remembering the opposite of nostalgia: recurrent memories of childhood fear
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The time machine is ready; the batteries are charged
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Órale. Hop in. The dial is set to 1959
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I can’t remember not knowing Dick Ellis
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We carry his story with us “woven into the stuff of our lives”
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A river ran through it
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After the flood of 1954: DDT spraying, Diphtheria shots, and water rationing
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Love in the time of war: the letters of Lester Clouse to Katherine Coleman
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Missives capture hopes and tender words
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Arrest of famed boxer almost happened in Laredo on February 26, 1920
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Mann Act: the Color Line was drawn most prominently at the bedroom door of white women
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After biting Tony, it was Spot’s fate to vacate Garfield Street and end up en un rancho
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Or had he been dispatched to the Big Kennel in the Sky?