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Hi. My name is Emerson. My parents are both nuts. There is no telling why Dad liked my name; Mom, at least, named me Emerson for a reason. She named me after her favorite theological poet who cared more about all of Nature itself than any particular religion's view of it. I guess it could have been worse. They could have named me Ralph or, God forbid, Waldo! Well back to the crib before they find out I wrote this.
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- Thanksgiving!!
- There is no time to pose when new trains have jus...
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- Granmama and Harland
- All the childrens at Granmama's house!
- Alex and Dad--the family tradition of handsome co...
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- My New Art Desk
- Puzzle Master!
- The Family Photo: 4 Months and Halloween
- So Here's How It Went:
- Halloween Scares Me!
- My New Signal House
- Nice Hat, Emerson!
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- My name is Emily. I am married to a Philosopher named Jim. We have three children: Emerson (7), Harland (5) and Estella (3).
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