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One nation
You can see the divide in America today. Everyone is talking about it. Calls for unity are coming from all directions. I haven’t seen any serious efforts being made by either side. Each movement is met with suspicion by the… Continue reading
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Unisex
I often say there is little to say that hasn’t already been said. The challenge lies in presenting those same thoughts in a new or novel way. I guess that is why there are so many forms of writing. I dabble… Continue reading
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I'm certain
The hardest person to convince of anything, is yourself. That is a lesson I have learned over time and it has proven itself time and again. Many times I start out thinking I can or that something is a good… Continue reading
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patience and fame
It has been said each of us will have a moment. The statement is attributed to Andy Warhol but it has been disputed by some. It doesn’t really matter because Warhol will receive the credit forever. Known for his art… Continue reading
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looking at the past
I often sense emotion when looking at old photographs. I expect it is the same thing some folks feel when looking at paintings or sculpture. I do get that feeling occasionally from those objects but no where near as strongly. Perhaps… Continue reading
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Keeping time
I came into possession of an old mantle clock. This clock was the property of my great grandfather. Actually he had two and my sister got the other one. There were at my parents house for a time after the… Continue reading
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teach the children
I would like to tell you this Bible passage just came to mind, but that would be less than truthful. The truth is I have little of the Bible committed to memory. I’m not impressed with those that do either.… Continue reading
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liberty ?
It is a common theme of mine, the defining of standards. I do believe we need a set of standards to live by. These standards are necessary in our private lives, and necessary for a nation. Isn’t that what the… Continue reading
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driving to the dump
The first car I can remember ” driving ” was a 1956 Cadillac. Dad let me sit on his lap and steer. I can remember going across Abrahams path on the way home to the dump. Dad working the pedals as… Continue reading
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It's not alright
I often write about whatever is on my mind. Sometimes it is an old memory and sometimes it is nothing more than a discussion with myself. Today as I was watching the morning news the transgender bathroom thing is… Continue reading







