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Sacrifice
The government needs to save money and balance the budget. No news there. We just borrowed a bunch more for a temporary fix,again. As soon as congress gets done vacationing they may or may not get back to work on… Continue reading
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" Native speaker "
I was just reading about an effort to preserve a language. More correctly ,a dialect. This dialect was and still is spoken by my relatives,friends and classmates. We were never aware of it in that sense. It was just the… Continue reading
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Hangin' out the Laundry
I was chatting with a fellow blogger yesterday and this topic found its way into the conversation. We both wish to write down and preserve the family stories and histories. The “rest of the story” as Paul Harvey would have put… Continue reading
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Senseless
A tragic and senseless act has been committed here in Greensboro. A group,as I’m sure it took more than one,has desecrated one of the oldest cemeteries in town. In what I can only describe as a thoughtless act, tombstones were… Continue reading
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" What if "
I’m sure we all do it. Some are doing it right now. Others will be doing it. Thinking and wondering about decisions. Decisions we have made and ones we are about to make. We all want to do the right… Continue reading
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Seasons
Soccer season is just around the corner. My son Kevin is the town rep for Greensboro. The teams have been formed,sponsors acquired and new equipment ordered and received. All set to go. I was remembering when I was young, soccer… Continue reading
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Memories and Moments
The other day as I was writing my blog,the one about my Dad,I realized for the first time just how few pictures I had of him and I together. Don’t have many of Mom and I either. I thought about this… Continue reading
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The Day
August 9,1971. A day I will forever remember. That is the day I stepped onto the Long Island Railroad and headed west to New York City. My best friend and I had joined the U.S.Navy and today was induction day.… Continue reading
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Hangin' with Dad
When I was just a young man,before I was old enough to drive myself,I would ride with Dad. This was usually on a weekend and was somewhat of a special event. Dad was always working and didn’t play with us… Continue reading
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The Little Church
Next door to where I live is a small church. This building was not always a church but I’m not sure of its’ function prior to that. This church is used by immigrants. I believe the language being spoken is Spanish,… Continue reading