Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Saturday, October 25, 2025

Please Don't Spit on the Floor

Cascade Foothills, Western Washington -- In the late 1940s, the local Post Office (in a corner of the General Store) was at the heart of town. Nearly everybody went there on a regular basis, often daily. Since it was such a rural area, there was no mail delivery to individual homes. Residents had to... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 24, 2025

The Kentuckian, Conclusion

The Kentuckian had been there on West Broadway for thirty years when Marie began tending bar there. It was a workingman's bar, sports on TV, a juke box, casual atmosphere, but enough young women stopped in after a day at the office to keep things interesting. Not all the guys were single. They only... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 23, 2025

The Kentuckian, cont'd

One Friday just after five o'clock, Roy Green walked into the Kentuckian with a woman who looked about his age. The friend looked around and took a seat in a booth, as Roy ordered drinks at the bar. "Who's your friend" Marie asked. Roy told her the girl's name was Sandy, that she'd been running a... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 22, 2025

The Kentuckian, cont'd.

Roy Green had worked at the print shop for five years. He'd started during his junior year at Alton High School and turned over part of his earnings to his parents to help out with the bills. Roy's older brother was in and out of the psych ward at the State Hospital, and sometimes got drunk and... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 21, 2025

The Kentuckian

Marie had been the bartender at the Kentuckian on Broadway for at least five years. She especially liked working the Friday night shift. It was payday for all the factories and small businesses along Broadway, and most of her regulars spent at least part of their week's pay on beer and burgers at... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 20, 2025

Honeymoon in Progress

As I was walking from my car to Walmart's front door, a young couple was just getting out of their car and he reached for her hand as the door shut behind her. They were smiling at one another, and I wished them good morning. Beautiful day, I said, and they agreed. And then he said they'd just... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 18, 2025

FALL CLEANUP

Yesterday, after reviewing a few days' worth of posts, I went through and deleted those I considered negative and/or political. Blogit folks don't need one smidgen more of negativity. Nor do they need my feedback on political crap. So, if you planned to take a second look at one of those, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, October 17, 2025

Sasquatch Country

The western slope of the Cascade mountain range in Washington state is snow capped all year long at higher elevations. Below the snow line it is heavily forested, with impressive stands of Douglas Fir trees, shading deer trails and underbrush. Trails are accessed by other residents of the forest:... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 14, 2025

One Person's Idea of Heaven...

To some people, heaven has a coffee shop where the barista always remembers your preference, your friends are happy to see you, they recall happy times, and the rain clears away before it's time to walk the adorable dog from childhood. To others, it's a rowboat in the middle of a small lake, fishing... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 13, 2025

Visitor

Long ago, when my boys were sixteen & seventeen, they had after-school and weekend jobs. Russ worked at Pizza King, and of course Fang and I took the younger kids there for a slice and a salad. Their buddy - Dickie - lived in our neighborhood and was often in my back yard where they played softball... Sign in to see full entry.

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