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Beth Dolinar has been writing her column about life, both hers and the rest of ours, for over 20 years. When not on the page, she produces Emmy-winning documentaries, teaches writing to university students, and enjoys her two growing children.

Is there anything as frustrating, worrisome and inconvenient as having a weird light start flashing on the car dashboard? On a Saturday? When a ways from home? When you live alone?

That happened last Saturday. While driving to the post office, not one but four lights went a-flashing, including one I’d never seen before. AT-something, it said, in flashing red.

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