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When the Word of the Year isn’t
Remember when you had to know the alphabet to use a dictionary? In fifth grade, it was the stuff of contests. The teacher would say a word. We’d turn pages madly, racing to see who could find it first. Our class was competitive. Cutthroat. Yes, our country school somehow managed to have enough dictionaries for each of us, meaning me plus Barbara, Sue, Butch, Cha...
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