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Stand-up Comedy
A marriage made halfway between Baltimore, D.C. [Column]

This summer, I celebrated my 33rd wedding anniversary, which is exactly the number of years I have been a Laurelite. I have had no regrets about either move. When I met and married a girl who lived on wide and wonderfully roomy Montpelier Drive, she talked up the benefits of moving from my hometown of Silver Spring to Laurel, 20 minutes north. "You'll like it, Laurel is refreshingly quiet and friendly," she assured me, before dialing (it was a long time ago) the phone to talk to the priest about booking a date for the wedding. "The farther you are away from Washington, D.C., the better the quality of life," she emphasized.  Initially, I...