Saturday, April 8, 2006
Some thoughts from near Detroit and Rep. Mckinney's actions.
This week has brought me to WIxom, Michigan, a small but growing town northwest of Detroit by about forty miles. The hotel is nice, but there is a suspicious looking spot on the seat of the chair here at the desk in my room. It's not alarming, but I must admit it caused a moment's pause before I sat...
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Friday, March 31, 2006
Sometimes when I go away . . .
I just got back in town from being out in the Boston area for a week. It was my first visit out there, one of our customers was having trouble with one of the robots we sell and service, but all that is another story. The point is I'm home now, the snow is gone, the tulips and the daffodils are...
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Sunday, March 19, 2006
The Great Forts of my Childhood
The Great Forts of my Childhood Ah forts... the very beginning of my engineering career, a declaration of parental independence and a place of perceived personal secrecy and security. I don’t know to what extent this tradition has been carried forward to the suburban world today, but there was a...
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Tuesday, February 21, 2006
The Great Suburban Shipwreck of 1971
Kirk Dorfman's father was an avid fisherman, having plenty of poles, tackle and his own boat. It was nothing overly fancy really, just your standard, garden variety fourteen foot aluminum fishing boat. When it wasn't in the water he kept it stored, overturned, on its trailor in the far left-hand...
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Sunday, February 19, 2006
An Inner Tube's Story
Kirk Dorfman had an uncle who worked on the iron range in northern Minnesota, more specifically he was a mechanic who worked on the trucks and equipment used in the huge open pit mines. Now anyone who's ever taken the time to check would know that the trucks and equipment, much like the mines...
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Saturday, February 18, 2006
Tire Swings for the Treeless
It may perhaps be true that tire swings are only a year or two younger than tires themselves. In the early years, before old used tires became an environmental hazard, it was thought to be a wise use of an old item to hang it from a tree with an old rope and let the kids play on it. It constituted a...
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The Infinity of Grampa's Bathroom
This is a brief story of grubby hands, leaf debris and a captured moment of childhood fascination with a world still to explore. A story of discovery, wonder and the joy of experiencing something utterly new and unexpected. Over near the northern end of Ninth Avenue in Hopkins, Minnesota is a small...
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