Monday, March 25, 2019
Green Water?
I ' m listening to Moon River but singing "Green Water" because that is what is coming out of our taps from our water treatment plant bringing us our "drinking water" from the mile-wide "Muddy MO" trying really hard to wash us away as it comes around the bend at the Down-Town Airport. It did a good...
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Saturday, March 23, 2019
In The Dark Of Night
Shredding procrastination is, and always has been a drag for me--something that I find annoying but don't seem to keep from doing. I put it off and put it off until I am inundated and think I might just take my chances with dropping the papers whole into the nearest dumpster. But then I just can't...
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Friday, March 22, 2019
Water, Water Everywhere
In the midst of flooded country, though high and dry, is not an unusual thing for us (me and mine) this time of year. Afterall, the Mighty Missouri runs through, all swollen, muddy, with raging current, eating at the banks which have disappeared, and laughing at the sandbags piled in attempts to...
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Sunday, March 17, 2019
I, The Chauffeur
One of my favorite pictures. I took it one fine day. When I look at it, it brings them back to me, so close I can feel their soft skin, smell the scent of my Mom's chewing gum, sense the subtle changes in Dad's behavior. It was the last spring that he was still driving. He had gotten lost a couple...
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Saturday, March 16, 2019
Just A Wee Bit of Irish Genes
A wee bit of Irish genes is enough to tug at the heart when I remember my beloved Dad who loved his Dad and his Grandpa so much. My grandpa I never had the privilege knowing first hand, but Dad made sure I felt like I did. When I hear Michael Londra sing "Danny Boy" it is my grandpa that I see...
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