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September 2009

MY ICED TEA FIT

Steeping in a self-centered brew, an old-timer's desire to control resurfaces

Lesley, will you get me some iced tea!?" I shouted from my recliner, with my right knee on a pillow following knee surgery. "Sure," came the cheerful voice of the lovely lady who has put up with an oftentimes demanding spouse for all these years. "Here you go. I'm off to a meeting," she said, handing me the bottle of tea and a glass of ice, then walking to the door.

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