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Friday, June 5, 2020

About "The Ingrate."

This story is actually what happened the summer after my younger brother graduated from High School. Somehow my mother got the idea in her head that Jim had just taken off to work the haying harvest and didn't want to give her any of his earnings. But he'd joined the Army National Guard. When came... Sign in to see full entry.

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THE INGRATE

1958: When Jay got back to Salkum from his six-weeks basic training stint at the National Guard headquarters, he was feeling a bit down. His mother had not even come to his graduation ceremony. Her car was gone when he pulled in alongside the driveway. He wondered where she was. And then he noticed... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, June 4, 2020

LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL: WHY NOT?

SOME THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON If it hadn’t been for Covid-19 and the shelter at home orders, millions of Americans stuck at home with nothing to do but watch TV – if they hadn’t already been feeling on edge and under threat – they might not have been so deeply moved by the death in police custody... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, June 3, 2020

The Great Dan Patch

This movie from 1949 was about a race horse - a champion harness-racing horse that was actually owned by a millionnaire feed and grain producer whose last name was Savage. It was not a Disney film like "Bambi" with cute little bunnies and a story with happy music, pathos and a moral. It was about... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, June 2, 2020

1980-SOMETHING

Jen and Harold were enjoying a drink at the Corner Tavern, listening to the juke box and chatting with the Sue and Rick Arnold. A couple of guys sitting at the bar had turned around to join in their conversation. For weeks the news had been dominated by Phyllis Schlafly, speaking for the anti-ERA... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 1, 2020

1965: The Byrds sing Pete Seeger's song - "Turn, turn, turn..."

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, a time to reap that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 31, 2020

WASTED EFFORT

I deleted the post from earlier this a.m. Very political. Very critical. The climate in America - compounded by Covid-19, the bumbling leadership, the situation with murders by cops as sanctioned by Himself (DJT) and the general sick and hostile tone of things, is making me sick at heart. But why... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 30, 2020

THE EMERGENCY ROOM

It was a little past 5:30 on Saturday morning when loud thumping woke Harold. He turned to Jen’s side of the bed. She was not there. Then he heard her voice, “Dammit!” He threw the covers off, stuck his feet in his slippers and went looking for her. There she was, a crumpled heap at the bottom of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 29, 2020

GUEST PREACHER

Jen hung her coat in the hall closet, checked her hair in the mirror, and went to the kitchen, still very quiet. She hadn’t said a word all the way home from church, and Harold knew better than to interrupt her when she was in a mood like this. She had set a pot roast and baked vegetables in the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 28, 2020

BLIZZARD KISSES

Jen was at the front window, coffee cup in hand, watching the empty street, snow packed now. New snow was falling, blowing straight across, a blustery day. Howard came to stand behind her, looking out over her shoulder and she leaned into his warmth, content to be inside with him for the day. She... Sign in to see full entry.

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