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

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Wednesday, September 24, 2025

Day of Beauty

I've got a birthday coming up on Thursday and my daughter Robin from North Carolina was supposed to be here on Wednesday to spend a couple of days with me. We were planning on a small picnic gathering with the family at Leclaire Park, nothing fancy, no big blowout - just sandwiches and catching up... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 22, 2025

SEPTEMBER SONG - 1938 LYRICS

Oh, it's a long, long time from May to December, And the days grow short when you reach September. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game. As the days dwindle down to a precious few September. November. These last few days I'll spend with you.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, September 21, 2025

THE POOR ME SONG

Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I'm gonna go eat worms: long slim slimy ones, short fat fuzzy ones, itsy-bitsy, ooey gooey worms. If you hear this background music in your head, switch channels. Remind yourself that you are lovable, you serve a real purpose in life, and people light up with a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, September 20, 2025

Walking With a Friend

Sometime overnight I found myself walking along a woodland pathway with a schoolmate from MHS. Sunny Sue was in several classes with me from 8th grade until junior year. She was a bubbly girl, friendly with everyone, and smart. She had work to do on the family farm when she got home from school but... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, September 19, 2025

LONG AGO (1920) AND FAR AWAY?

Thirteen-year-old Margaret came into the kitchen from feeding the chickens to find her stepfather beating her mother. The man had his petite 5'2" wife on the floor near the cookstove, holding her down with his left and pounding at her with his right hand. Margaret grabbed the cast iron skillet off... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, September 18, 2025

Summer, Strawberries and Something Else

In Salkum valley there was a commercial farmer who raised strawberries, acres and acres of them. When they ripened in early June, they had to be picked immediately or they'd begin to rot. This provided summer jobs for the locals. Picking strawberries is done from a crawling position, picking the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 17, 2025

DON'T SHOOT!

If you know someone or have seen a posting online by someone who intends to shoot a political adversary, please share this with them. Violence doesn't work. You may believe that by shooting someone who is spreading a bad message you can put an end to their threat. It will not. Instead, if you are... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2025

Old Song Lyrics

Darling, I am growing old. Silver threads among the gold shine upon my brow today. Life is fading fast away. But my darling you will be always fair and young to me, Yes, my darling, you will be always fair and young to me. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, September 15, 2025

ONCE UPON A TIME NOT SO LONG AGO:

When I was a kid - maybe 13 or 14 years old - I used to imitate the sounds of birds and animals. I could duplicate the hen's announcement that she'd produced an egg. It seemed to me she was clucking 'look, look, look, look, look what I did.' I could blow through my cupped hands to play a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, September 13, 2025

Saturday

Saturday, in the park, I think it was the 4th of July... I know this is the first line of a song, maybe by the Beatles, but that's the only scrap I have of that one. The old commercial "Beef! It's what's for dinner," has been revised. Now it's "Chaos! It's what's for dinner." No leader has come... Sign in to see full entry.

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