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Tuesday, December 29, 2020

The stimulus check contingency.

A problem has developed with the approach apron on my shared driveway. The cracks that had formed a year ago where it meets the street out front have widened and some large pieces of the concrete have separated. Some were knocked loose and moved as the snowplow went by last winter, but lately the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 28, 2020

2023 - A FANTASY

JUST DESSERTS The prisoner stood before the judge, awaiting sentencing following his conviction on personal charges relating to money laundering, fraud and deceptive practices as well as malfeasance, malpractice in office and perjury. It had taken nearly three years following his dangerous... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 27, 2020

DO YOU REMEMBER YOUR VERY FIRST DATE?

Shortly before the start of my sophomore year at MHS, David Z. had been coming around for a couple months of Friday nights for a round of three-handed pinochle with my mom and me. We played at the kitchen table, the radio tuned to “Your Hit Parade” in the background. David was 24, Mom was 43 or 44... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, December 26, 2020

GOOD INTENTIONS

Sometimes trying to be too forward thinking can lead to a mistake. For instance, as I was thinking about baking the sweet potatoes and the brown 'n serve rolls, I decided to go ahead and make that Betty Crocker scalloped potatoes casserole, too. It would be for a different meal, perhaps supper. I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 25, 2020

THE RUBY BOWL

Back in the mid 1930’s while Mom was married to my father, a gunner’s mate in the U.S. Navy, our family moved as he and the USS Saratoga were reassigned to a different stateside port. At first they lived in Bremerton, Washington just across Puget Sound from Seattle. I was born there in ’35, and my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 24, 2020

Autumn Kisses (written before Covid)

Autumn Kisses At times late autumn kisses seem as warm as spring’s, and conjure possibility. But soon, like frost on a spider’s web they're gone in the morning sun. But some days the scent of burning leaves stirs memory; the lips tingle. Plh 10-23-2014 Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 23, 2020

TAKE A LESSON, MR. GRINCH

Once again DJT has proved himself to be the nastiest, meanest, most tone-deaf sack of skin who has ever set foot in the White House. His rhetoric that $600 isn't enough is just another con game. By not signing the Covid relief bill two days before Christmas he's stopping Congress from giving any... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 22, 2020

MORE BLESSED TO GIVE - (A Christmas story) - cont'd.

It was almost three hours before Mary got home again. Christmas was the next day, Sunday. Everyone had forgotten them this year. All they’d receive were those few gifts they were giving one another. When she got to the house, chilled from the outdoors, her mother handed Mary a cup of coffee.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 21, 2020

MORE BLESSED TO GIVE - (A Christmas story)

It was Christmas season and the last day of the term at Milton School, time for the annual Elks Club food drive. The Grant children set off that last Friday morning with an extra weight in their backpacks – canned goods to donate. Mary, Amy and Joey each had a can of green beans, something Mother... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 20, 2020

OLD POEM FROM THE FILE

Late January Ten past five and there’s no moon no hint there will be sunrise soon. There’s the mournful whistle of a train chugging somewhere on the plain. No choice for early birds like me but to wait for what the day will be: so far so good my mom would say no one’s yet messed up this day. At... Sign in to see full entry.

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