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Sunday, July 7, 2013

Reminder to myself

There's another Walter unlike the one we came up with before coffee. Write about him tomorrow... Sign in to see full entry.

W is for Walter

One spring day when I was in the eighth grade, the region was shaken by a pretty big earthquake. We were at lunch, had barely gone through the line at the cafeteria and found our seats when the bench began to heave and buck. At first I thought it was the boys getting up to rush out to play ball... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

V is for Vernon

Vernon, we never shortened it to Vern, was a big guy. In the startup days at SIU we had an in-house office supply warehouse known as "General Stores." If the Bursar's Office or the Art Department needed paper, pencils, typewriter ribbons, etc., they'd send a requisition through the campus mail to... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 5, 2013

U is for Uri

I can't say I really knew Uri. He worked at Seattle Central with me, was hired on a couple years after I started working there in '95. He was on the Safety Committee, and after the attack on the Twin Towers in New York City on 9-11-01, that suddenly changed from being an excuse to get out of the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

T is for Tommy

I was racking my brain for a name beginning with T, when CCT mentioned "Tommy." And that's when I flashed on Tommy Snodgrass. Hadn't thought of him in years. Tommy was a friend of a friend, his family's riding stable and horse farm was next door to Grace Ivarson's cattle operation. Grace was a... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

S is for Stuart

If you could take the happy personality of a Labrador puppy and put it in human form, you'd have Stuart. He was close to six feet tall, light brown hair, blue eyes, and a ready grin - never flashy or pushy. He genuinely seemed to like everyone, and treated us all with a curiously formal politeness.... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

R is for Roger

Roger Ellingham worked in the mail room at the phone company in 1953 when I was hired in. It was Pacific Telephone & Telegraph's home office, the accounting and administrative building on Eighth Avenue (if I remember correctly) in downtown Seattle. Roger had seniority on the mail room crew. I was... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 1, 2013

Happy Little Song

It’s a little song I sing, when I think of you: a simple little ode to spring, of flowers drenched in dew. Such a pretty melody a dancing sunbeam song for that was what you meant to me, on a day so long and oh, so far away, when hope and joy were new It’s just a happy song I sing when I think of... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Q is for quizzing myself

I've been racking my brain trying to come up with a name that starts with "Q" and the only think I could come up with was Quinn. There was a girl named Darlene Quinn one grade below mine, her brother graduated a couple years ahead. Didn't know them except to see her in the hallways and maybe in one... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

P is for Patrick

I admit it. It was rude of me to laugh, but he caught me off guard. I’m sorry, he says, after we’d run across China Garden’s parking lot and scrambled into his car, a perfectly maintained gold ’67 Dodge Dart sedan he’d driven for fifteen years. Our take-home boxes are nested on the bench seat... Sign in to see full entry.

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