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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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  • The upright ostrich

      I was listening to the news concerning the mid-term elections. The discussion was centering around interference through the use of social media. You know, those that would attempt to sway your decision as to which candidate deserves your vote.… Continue reading

  • a damn fine sail

     Randy Travis’s debut album was titled Storms of Life. It was released back in 1986. Sometimes that seems like a long time ago and others like yesterday. There were many great songs on that album. The title track, storms of… Continue reading

  • the wild card

     This morning I am thinking about the whole Colin Kaepernick thing. I’m not much of a brand loyalist, I may or may not have Nike gear. The truth is I don’t know without looking. I do know if I just… Continue reading

  • in the closet

     Charles Cotton wrote, ” To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field, than their own heart in the closet. ” I believe that to be… Continue reading

  • Elwood Christian Reichart

     I have received favorable reviews for my last few blogs. That is always an encouragement to continue. And so this morning I thought I would write a bit about my Grandfather Elwood. It is an amazing thing to me that… Continue reading

  • A reluctant American

     Yesterday I wrote a bit about ice skating in a buffalo wallow. A bit different, but a true tale from my youth. Having been born and raised on Eastern long island, now know famously as the Hamptons, and a prize… Continue reading

  • you can be happy

     Back in 1965 Roger Miller released a song called, ” You can’t roller-skate in a buffalo herd. ” Do you remember that? I certainly do and the chorus says, but you can be happy if you a mind to. What… Continue reading

  • Remembering

     It was the first day of school, September 1959. The little boy waited with his two brothers, his sister and his dog, for that big green school bus. Yes, the bus was green and all the kids called it the… Continue reading

  • Stigma & Reality

     I’ve been listening to the case against that kid that shot and killed those people at the video game tournament. He didn’t use one of those ” assault ” rifles and so the narrative has to be changed. He did… Continue reading

  • Place and Time

     If you want to go clamming , you go to Hands Creek. That was an axiom I learned when I was probably two years old. It was one of those things you learned when you were born and raised in… Continue reading