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The Statue and a Pop Tart

He was a knucklehead. He didn’t take school all that seriously and was continuously getting himself into trouble. His prior teachers told me ALL about it. I loved him. This was the kind of kid they always seemed to give … Continue reading

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Enduring and Thriving

People are something . – Billy Bagby My Dad used to say that all the time when he was puzzled by someone’s behavior. He would just shake his head and sigh out the phrase in a sort of muted exasperation. … Continue reading

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This IS Gonna Cost Me Some Friends

Opinions are like assholes; everybody has at least one – Billy Bagby They say that we share 96% of our of DNA with chimpanzees.  That’s a scientific fact.  So it stands the reason that my brother and I share a … Continue reading

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Slowing My Roll

The first week, I was all eyes and ears.  I was into the statistics.  I was there for the daily press conferences from the White House.  I watched CNN more than I ever have.  We made sure we had what … Continue reading

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Pandemic of Kindness

The unexamined life is not worth living. – Socrates History will look back upon this time of coronavirus and judge us.  HOW it judges us depends on our response.  Surely the social media videos will somehow survive and show us … Continue reading

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I Hate Baseball !!

I hate baseball.  My favorite team is, and always has been, the Orioles, but I cannot tell you one player’s name on the roster.  I take that back….if you let me go back 50 years, I can almost name their … Continue reading

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Serendipity and Reflection

The darkness in the pre-dawn hours along Coalfield Road is simultaneously comforting and foreboding.  The occasional car coming from the opposite direction is on its way to the Y across the street from my townhouse.  The Y must be giving … Continue reading

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Giants

It was their hands I always stared at with fascination.  They were huge, rough hands with large cracked fingers.  Fingers who had worked on so many cars, tractors and logging equipment that they were permanently webbed with the black lines … Continue reading

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Sweet Sorrows

  I, Will, take you, Lynn, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honour you all the days of my … Continue reading

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“Moving”

The inside of the house on Camrose Road seems sterile and soul-less.  It smells of new carpet, silicone caulk and emptiness.  Most of the furniture is gone, the pictures taken down and all signs of occupation have been diminished. We’ve … Continue reading

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