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Richard the Cutlery Salesman
Richard and I were often told how much we were alike. I’m sure that didn’t bother me near as much as it did him. But it was true. In fact, I came to think of him as the new improved version of me. One example of the apple not falling far from the tree –…
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Spring In The Cemetery
Though it often hasn’t felt possible after Richard’s death, life does indeed go on. Spring is when nature shows us there is hope. There is new life. I took my camera to the cemetery this morning. Even in a place that is the focus of our pain there is also much beauty. Hope you enjoy…
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Last 1040
April 15th. Tax day. Doing my taxes has never been one of my favorite things. Probably not yours either. Just seeing all that money that was taken away from us, and knowing it was just the tip of the iceberg with all the other taxes we pay on a day-t0-day basis, I usually end up in…
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Feel Like a Tennis Ball
Back in my college days I liked to play tennis. Never was very good at it, in fact my girl friend at the time used to beat me every time we played. I feel like I’m back at playing tennis. But this time I’m the ball. I’ll be depressed and in the dumps. Then –…
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To An Unconquerable Soul
Invictus – William Ernest Henley Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond…