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Memories, a memoir, philosophy or simply the ramblings of a boomer. These are my thoughts, my observations and my opinions.

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  • an attitude

     It’s labor day. A day for the working man to just take a break. Some places will have a parade, there will be barbecues, and I read where it is one of the worst days for travel. For me it… Continue reading

  • the old days

     I find myself wondering about the lives that came before mine. What I mean is, the lives of my ancestors. I work on the family tree and add names and dates. Occasionally I find an old newspaper article or something… Continue reading

  • it's a choice

     It’s a frustration to me and I’m sure it must be to others as well. There are certain subjects you can’t even mention without being met with a barrage of negative comments. You don’t even have to actually mention the… Continue reading

  • color or culture

     I keep hearing about racism. Everyone is a racist, well everyone that isn’t black anyway, you are a racist if you don’t agree with people of color. You are a racist regardless of the subject matter, regardless of the situation,… Continue reading

  • is God watching

     My grandmother would say, ” idle hands do the the devil’s work. ” I came to understand what she was talking about. There are some things you only learn through experience I guess. I think that may be true with… Continue reading

  • illegally parked

     After graduating high school I had a short time before going in the service. I had signed the papers earlier in the year and was just waiting my turn I didn’t have to report until August the 9th. So, I… Continue reading

  • being real

     Sometimes you get your feelings hurt. It may not be apparent right way. There are times it takes a few hours or overnight. You can’t really figure out why your feelings are hurt, you just come to the realization that… Continue reading

  • and life goes on

     This morning my grandson Mark attends his very first class as a college freshman. His first course? Modern history. He tells me that begins in 1877. The reconstruction period in American history lasted from 1863 to March of 1877. I’m… Continue reading

  • the stick man

     I wrote yesterday of receiving a piece of home. The story was met with a good response. It was a sentimental thing for me and I enjoyed sharing that story. Sentiment is best when shared with others. In fact, without… Continue reading

  • my memories

     Yesterday I went out to my mailbox, as I do most days, and inside I found a package. Removing it I discovered it was quite heavy and I didn’t recognize the return address. A bit of intrigue. Bringing it inside… Continue reading