Tag Archives: Life

Short-Term Memory Loss

The old man shuffled slowly into the room. He looked around, puzzled, and queried to no one in particular: “Why am I here?” “To make a better world.” I responded.

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Dark Christmas

  Photographed at Tay Ninh Base Camp, on the Cambodian border, 1969 “God bless us, everyone”.

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The Wrong Question

  “The great question that has never been answered, and which I have not yet been able to answer, despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, is ‘What does a woman want?’― Sigmund Freud Freud asked the … Continue reading

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The Cat Litter Crisis

I’m an honest man; I merely report what I see. While going to the drugstore for my brother a scruffy, bearded panhandler asked me for help. It seems he was out of cat litter and his poor cat was down … Continue reading

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Wisconsin State Fair

Of course there were the usual long lines waiting to get to the cheese-filled Port-A-Johns.

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Get a bigger Młotek

Młotek (mwahtek) is the Polish word for hammer. My uncles often used this term in doing repairs around the house. On those occasions when they found themselves in a mechanically sticky or arduous situation they would advise: “Get a bigger … Continue reading

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I Thank God for Death

I thank God for death several times a day. Sometimes all day. More and more lately I talk to myself; not the running dialog inside my head, but out loud (aloud) so very loud in fact, that sometimes others overhear. … Continue reading

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The Family Hour

My parents had nine children. We never had a couch long enough to comfortably enjoy The Family Hour.

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Mother’s Day

It’s Mother’s Day once again and time for my annual Guilt Trip. Throughout the whole of my childhood, early adulthood and right on up to her death I’d always missed the opportunity to celebrate and thank my mother on Mother’s … Continue reading

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Curiosity

Curiosity is an instinct. Whenever any one of your five senses detects something new, something different, something strange, something out of the ordinary, or even just out-of-place; – a thing you’ve never encountered before; – your curiosity instinct kicks in … Continue reading

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