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Updated 12:00 a.m., Sun March 1, 2015

Husband no Wookiee, no hair gene

My husband hit a milestone on Valentine’s Day. He had used the same razor blade for a year. One. Year. I was at the computer, and he came and offered me his cheek and asked me how it felt. “Smooth,” I said, wondering why he was asking. “I haven’t changed the blade in my razor since Valentine’s Day last year,” he said. It was his goal to see how long he could go using one blade. His previous one lasted nine months, he told me. He was wor... READ MORE

A ‘berry’ valentine mystery By TAMMY KEITH

I remember distinctly a classmate of mine in third or fourth grade calling me “nosy Rosy.”