I am the lone female in a house of males. There are times this works to my advantage, like when I need someone to carry my overstuffed suitcase or reach a jug I’ve stashed on a tall shelf. There are other times when being Hannah Solo is a lot harder. Like now, on the eve…
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The Greatest American Hero
There was a time not that long ago when stories about America were stories of discovery, of exploration, of destiny. There was a time when stories about America were of the land: the rich, fertile soil of the Great Plains, the snow-capped peaks of mountain ranges in the west, the sun-kissed steel of skyscraper girders…