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the last I remember
After writing yesterdays posting there was some discussion. That is a good thing. I do hope that anyone reading my postings thinks about what I am trying to say. I don’t seem to have the ability to be direct about… Continue reading
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the last time
When we say the phrase, for the last time, it is usually said with sorrow. At least that seems to be the case the majority of the time. We are putting something behind us, and often it is something that… Continue reading
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As it should be
This is a follow up to yesterdays story. I just love history and the telling of it. As is often the case it isn’t always want we thought it to be. After writing and posting that story about my fathers’… Continue reading
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History and Mystery
I’m certain I have written about this in the past, I just can’t remember when. Seems like I included a photo as well. Well, I’m guessing if I can’t remember, you won’t either. I woke up, got my morning… Continue reading
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Anticipation
There are times when I feel myself anticipating the past. I wonder if this happens to others? Anyone that knows me or has read my blogs knows I like the past and reminiscing. My walls are covered with old photographs.… Continue reading
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Purpose or popularity
We have all heard of the struggling artist. The person that is painting their pictures and having little commercial success. Ah, but they do it for the art is the story we are told. Some admire these folks for their… Continue reading
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a sticky wicket
I heard of the current legal battle concerning posting plans for 3-D printing an AR style weapon. As I understand it that action has temporarily been halted, although a few thousand copies of those plans have already been downloaded. It… Continue reading
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Listening
It was a popular thing a few years back. People were recording themselves stating their final wishes on a video. This video was to be shown at the funeral or celebration of life as they call it these days. That’s… Continue reading
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conjuring a memory
It has been said a picture is worth a thousand words. I present this picture as an example of a picture gone silent. This photo was among my great grandfathers things and is unidentified. By all estimates it was taken… Continue reading
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The Doctor is in
My wife had an appointment with her primary physician. Doesn’t that sound strange? It does to me because when I was growing up we went to the doctor, we didn’t have a doctor, just whoever was available at the moment.… Continue reading