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Michael Mullally dies
 It's with a great deal of sadness that I pass on news from my cousin, Maureen Mullally Fekete of Tully, NY, who contacted me on July 28 to report that her brother Michael Patrick Sean Mullally had died that morning in Duncannon, PA. He was 61. Mike was the son of Kathleen (Nicholson) and Bob Mullally. I hadn't seen Mike in many years, perhaps not since he was an usher at my Ohio wedding in 1966, when this photo was taken. A few years later Mike left Syracuse and moved to Florida. As always at times such as these, I am stunned not only at his passing, but how quickly the years flew by. Maureen forwarded Michael's obituary. |
Young and foolish
When the going gets stupid, the stupid get going into deep doo-doo – unless they lead a charmed life. Here's a tale about poor travel decisions that could have led to disaster, but somehow didn't. See And very lucky.
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Picky, picky, picky
 So there I was at 2 a.m., channel surfing to avoid the inevitable when I discovered comedian Hal Sparks who's even a pickier nitpicker than I am. If you ever meet Sparks, be sure to offer him some sweetened iced tea. See Here a nit, there a nit. |
It rhymes with 'fog'
When a retired newspaper editor asked a simple question a few weeks ago he managed to stump the New York Times and annoy a lot of bloggers. See This much is certain.
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