I often seize control of the music playing in the kitchen and dining room by asserting the privilege of the cook. Now my eldest son is baking cookies and listening to Megadeath.
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- John Bedell is an archaeologist, historian, and father of five living in Maryland. He has self-published two novels and is writing a third.
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