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As we move toward the end of summer, the evenings are cool

Be a friend to the library

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SAN FRANCISCO – Without a jet-black beard or open jersey flapping in the wind, Santiago Casilla looks tame trotting in to pitch the ninth inning compared to the man he's replaced.

I am grateful. I have a lot to draw on trying to navigate my future as, "Papa." My Italian and Irish grandparents were close at hand - I could ride my bike to both homes while I was a young whippersnapper - and did so often. I could even get to my grandfather Derry's business, just to say hello or, as I got older, lend a hand around Derry's Feed and Fuel, which smelled like a mixture of alfalfa, hay and rabbit pellets. More importantly, in the geography of the heart, my grandparents drew the map.

I hate zucchini. Oh, I used to love it. In fact, it was one of

Gavilan College Fair

Glasses are inherently a bad thing. Having pieces of glass and