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Professional Crafter ?
Do we buy stuff to satisfy a need for the object, or is it something more ? That thought came to me last night. You see my wife is an expert at crochet and often makes things for others.… Continue reading
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Hobo's, home, and the homeless
There are times when in the course of a conversation I am reminded of a blog I wrote some time back. Then, I’ll go in search of that posting and read it again. I often find I do not like… Continue reading
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The neighborhood house
Folks from my hometown will know immediately what this blog is about. The neighborhood house isn’t really a house at all, but what you might call a community center these days. It is situated in a portion of town I… Continue reading
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Can the spiritual and practical coexist ?
In light of recent events in the country and indeed the world I find myself struggling with this question. Can the spiritual and practical co-exist ? I think we must begin that analysis by defining just what the spiritual is. It… Continue reading
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taking advantage ?
My son from upstate New York is down for a short visit. His brother in law is attending a conference in the city of Baltimore and so my son and his family came along. They’re staying at my place while he attends… Continue reading
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Clams and a gull
It would have been the summer of ’66 or thereabouts. Once the century clicked over my memory for years got a little fuzzy. Strange how that is and I still occasionally have to remind myself it is 20 and not… Continue reading
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It's simple
Trying to maintain this blog of mine is getting to be a challenge. I’m running out of things to talk about. The original intent was a sort of telling of my story. I feel that it has taken a… Continue reading
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Changes
There was a day when I could tell you where the phone booths were. I would check them for change as I passed by. One time in particular I found over a dollars worth ! Someone must have been making… Continue reading
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Succinct
I have moved past anger to disappointment. You know how that goes don’t you ? It is like dealing with children. You place your trust in them and wind up disappointed. You don’t hate them or wish them punished you… Continue reading
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old names, new places
Every once and a while a memory will appear for no particular reason. I was writing yesterday when I remembered being in elementary school. When we came in we were told to hang our coats in the cloak closet. I… Continue reading