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Good job! As someone who's attained Graduate Goddess status
I can appreciate the times the poet described. Nice touching post. :)
posted by
Pat_B
on March 10, 2007 at 9:31 AM
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corbin
interesting.
posted by
richinstore
on March 10, 2007 at 6:25 AM
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Excellent post
By the way, yes it was Crown point, IN that had, and still has some of the bulldogs - our high school mascott, ala the Chicago cows. 
posted by
Enigmatic68
on March 9, 2007 at 10:11 PM
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DEAR CORBIN...THANK YOU, THANK YOU. THANK YOU...I CALLED DADDY
DADNUMS UNTIL I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL...when suddenly I became much too sophisticated for such "silliness". After I was married, I'd call him Dadnums sometimes; I think he has missed being called Dadnums. I began again when he entered the hospital...he looked so pleased, and the big grin on his face proved just how much he likes the name. There have been quite a few days in the hospital when Daddy could have been the inspiration for this poem...BUT I do know there is a brilliant, charming, handsome young man inside the curmudgeon facade. I really loved this post, Corbin. You have been very sensitive and sympathetic to this difficult time for me with my Dadnums. I will always remember your kindnesses
posted by
muser
on March 9, 2007 at 8:28 PM
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Corbin
Yup - there's an entire lifetime of stories, hopes, disappointments, achievements, and secrets behind the eyes of an old, seemingly withering person. The body may wither but the richness and significance of their life never does.
posted by
Troosha
on March 9, 2007 at 2:27 PM
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Thank you so for sharing this Corbin
posted by
Justi
on March 9, 2007 at 1:22 PM
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Corbin_Dallas
It is a great poem. It is one to remember always. Someday we each will need it in order to communicate our needs and wants.
posted by
TAPS.
on March 9, 2007 at 11:15 AM
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my parents were oldish when I was born
(in their 40s)So when I went to school and there were kids with parents in their twenties I felt abit ashamed that I had old parents.Then as I grew up my parents seemed to stop aging.They were fun,adventurous and had the most amazing history so that I saw them as forever young,people I enjoyed sharing my life with as they were so youthful.When my mum had a stroke at 78 the hardest thing was accepting that she
was not as young as we all thought.I hope I have her lovely fun spirit when I reach her age.
posted by
proc
on March 9, 2007 at 10:51 AM
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Corbin,
I guess you know how to bring a tear to a man's eye...
posted by
Nautikos
on March 9, 2007 at 10:21 AM
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Corbin-Dallas
Marvelous post, and I hope I die before I have to live that.
posted by
WileyJohn
on March 9, 2007 at 9:53 AM
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Corbin as usual great post
I am leaving blogit, thanks for the bantering we did
posted by
scoop
on March 9, 2007 at 9:47 AM
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Corbin
you inspired me.. I wrote a post from this..I hope I always remember this
posted by
Blue_feathers
on March 9, 2007 at 9:25 AM
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lots of truth in that.
posted by
1TimeSoldier
on March 9, 2007 at 9:06 AM
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