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View Article  Poached Salmon with Creamy Piccata Sauce

Here’s a nice recipe I found on the web.

http://www.lifelinescreening.com/healthupdates/healthy_you/Pages/PoachedSalmon.aspx?src=LETT-453

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View Article  Seven Lucky Charms

While walking to the mailbox, I picked up a circular bit of metal on the street.  It turned out to be a penny that someone had bored a hole through to form part of a necklace.  A good luck charm, I thought, since it was so lucky that I had even glanced down at that exact moment.  As I put it in my pocket and continued up the hill to the mailbox, I remembered the seven good luck charms I carried with me at all times during the Vietnam War.

Am I crazy or just plain stupid to have carried seven lucky charms?  While I am not sure, consider this.  As an infantry foot soldier, I served in a line company, Charlie Company, 1/8 Cavalry, First Cavalry Division, in a part of Vietnam that was supposedly the hottest area of operation in the country at the time.  Despite this, I survived unscathed.

Yes, I understand my good luck may have had nothing to do with the seven charms I carried.  Common sense and intelligence tells me as much.  Still, I did not want to take the chance that I was wrong, and I continued to carry the charms long after I had returned to the real world.

Over the years, one by one, all seven charms were either lost or permanently misplaced.  I never tried to replace them because I could not remember why I had considered them lucky in the first place.  Today, as I walked to the mailbox, it does not matter much anymore.  They had already done their job.

What job did my new charm have in store?  Not worrying about it or anything else, I rubbed the penny pendant in my pocket between my fingers and continued up the hill with a smile on my face and a little extra bounce in my step.

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