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There were only three lines written in the e-mail from one of my best friends.  ?Call Lina.  Her father had a heart attack.  He...

This article is in memory of my father, Joseph Pinto, born in Mangalore, India to the late Mr. Emmanuel Pinto and late Mrs. Piad...

I am always astounded whenever I hear Vijay?s opinions. They always seem to be out of the Dark ages.  Certainly on many occasions after...

It is a hot day and the sun is burning a hole in the ground.  He wipes his forehead and the sweat runs down...