Category: Family
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Grazing
Along the way Today was my swing shift Friday with the pops. I’ve learned some shortcuts from my sister’s house to the treatment center; some non-descript single level building with few windows tucked behind a strip mall. They have lots of fake plants and electric table fountains that are devoid of water. We’re in and…
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Gush
Warm feet A heartfelt thanks to everyone that has been in touch, left a comment or dropped a line. Try as I might, replying to everyone will be a little tight over the next bit of time, but it really means more than I can express. I thank you. Honestly, I’m not sure how I…
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Are you sitting down?
The view from the dorm February 19, 2004 Three solid days of work in Wyoming plus two for travel. I got here through Denver on a twin propped plane with no restroom. It holds about 15 passengers. I have to stoop to fit through the aisle. There’s a tinge of adventure every time I make…
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Variations on a theme
Me and my brothers I’m the “little” one. Propped the camera up on a payphone as my brothers and I were waiting for my Dad. We tricked him outta his place to celebrate his birthday. I’m still not sure how old he is, but that’s ok – he didn’t know how old I was either.…
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Time to put the elf costume away
My brother in elfin garb plays Vanna White for the spread at my sister’s house My most vivid memory of this holiday is sitting back from a pile of opened presents on my sister’s living room floor. Beams of sunlight are slanted through the picture window and match the smiles on everyone’s faces. My brother-in-law…
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Ivana, Mrs. Trump’s hair and the theme park that never was
Donald Trump’s mom on TV So here I am with double digits of channels on the tube at the hotel up in Columbus, and I’m watching Biography on A&E. It is a relatively unobtrusive look at the life of Ivana Trump. The cast of characters seem outlandish, but flat. Even the head of hair on…
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Vegetable soup day
Ingredient roll call I don’t always eat Dinty Moore and Chef Boyardee, sometimes I cook. Today was one of those days. It was chilly and blustery. A perfect day for soup. My mom has given me a handful of recipes, and this one stands out from my youth. We called it vegetable soup, even though…
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Grillout
Grilled pork chops, sweet corn on the cob, scalloped potatoes, salad with homegrown bell pepper, french bread and iced tea.
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Flashback
2504 Jett Hill Road I’m at my sisters, eating yummy pork roast, scalloped potatoes, brussel sprouts, corn and some yeast rolls that were prematurely cooked. This meal hits me right in my nostalgic gut and I have two helpings. It is fantastic homemade food. My brother, sister, her husband, mom, grandma, niece and nephews are…
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Meow
Kittens are soft I went over to my mom’s tonight to eat dinner with her and my brother. I sat in the breakfast room and my brother started to crawl on the floor. “What are you doing?” I asked. Then a little furry shadow leaped over my foot and that was how I met Magik,…