Author Archives: Liza Blue

Bury the Habit

A couple of weeks ago I spent a very entertaining Sunday evening at a church social that included an after dinner comedienne discussing the foibles of empty nesting. At the end of the presentation, the comedienne announced a trivia contest … Continue reading

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Chapter 6 Clean Plate Club Murder Mystery

Prior chapters are filed in the Murder Mystery category.   As I drove back down the canyon, I tried to recreate the conversation and find the little lie.   That was often the first and best clue to a case.  No relationship … Continue reading

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Chapter 5 Clean Plate Club Murder Mystery

Prior chapters are filed in the Murder Mystery category.   I went home, showered and changed to get that bedraggled look out of my eyes.  I had learned over the years that clients expect a certain look out of a … Continue reading

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Chapter 4 Clean Plate Club Murder Mystery

Prior chapters are in the Murder Mystery category.   I got in the car and took a quick peek inside the purse, hoping to find a cell phone or address book.  A driver’s license would be nice.  There was such … Continue reading

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Chapter 3 Clean Plate Club Murder Mystery

Prior chapters can be found in the murder mystery category. Laurel and Greenbay was just on the outskirts of the business center where it abutted the college campus.  This area included the usual array of college business, an all night … Continue reading

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Slipping out of the Demographic

Age 50 has always been considered a significant milestone, spawning endless parties, toasts, silly hats and, dare I say it, trite doggerel.  However, I have come to regard age 50 as merely another year, significant only because of our 10 … Continue reading

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Road Rage

Yesterday I had a medical meeting at O’Hare, but since I had lent my son Ned my car for the rest of the school year, I went to my father’s to borrow one of his.  I was running late, and … Continue reading

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Corporate Bonding

I have always wondered what goes on in a locker room before the big game.  Growing up in the pre Title 9 world of women’s sports, there was simply no such thing as a big game.  The only thing going … Continue reading

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Shoo Fly

My summer vacations have always been spent hiking in the north woods of Michigan.  Both the days and Lake Superior’s waters are crisp and clear, and the only fly in the ointment are literally the flies that occasionally arrive in … Continue reading

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Family Expressions

My childhood was decorated with a slew of family expressions.  My father liked to say, “Well he really stuck his ass in a tub of butter,” which referred to a man who had an amazing stroke of luck.  It typically … Continue reading

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