BY Eileen Z. Fuentes I was reminded that fall had made its prompt arrival when I stepped outside this week and had to turn back in to get my jacket. The air has now become crisp and the leaves…
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BY Eileen Z. Fuentes I was reminded that fall had made its prompt arrival when I stepped outside this week and had to turn back in to get my jacket. The air has now become crisp and the leaves…