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The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Dear Kelly, I received your letter, which I see you also published as your column last week. I bet the Carpenter loved that. You might want to hang some Mistletoe in your house.

Hey Big Guy, I hope this letter finds you jolly and that your reindeer are healthy and ready for the epic Christmas Eve world tour, where I know children anticipate your mysterious arrival and the subsequent leaving of presents. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

I looked in the closet. I looked under the bed. I searched the cupboards, the drawers, and the shelves. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

His face said it all. Crushed.  Sad. Grateful. Lost. It was over. And with it, a very beautiful piece of his generous, joyful essence that I unabashedly adore. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

I heard the snap and the immediate ping, but I lost sight of it as it flew through the air like a meteor. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Right on schedule, our daughter’s wisdom teeth were removed last week. All four of them. 

There is a large Maple tree in our front yard that has yet to fully shed its leaves, but it’s a matter of days. 

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

With Halloween upon us, I figure there are two types of people in this world: those who love horror films and those who do not. I trust you know that I’m the latter.