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. . . And then along came Sam!


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I'd like to meet a photographer and a great cook, a poet and a gardener, a fisherman and an artist, a hiker and a novelist, a good conversationalist and a great listener; AND, I'd like to meet my dad, BEFORE he went off to fight in World War II and was changed forever.

A Favorite Quotation:

"Tourists are those who bring their homes with them wherever they go, and apply them to whatever they see... Travelers leave home at home, bringing only themselves and a desire to see and hear and feel and take in and grow and learn."
—Gary Langer, Transitions Abroad, Vol. 1, #1 (1977)

My Blog

Lies & Misperceptions Bred Racism in 1950s North Dakota

This blog references CNN's politicalticker, October 12, 2008: Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama did not urge Iraqi officials to delay a decision on a security agreement with the United S...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 20:02:00 GMT

Yipee!! I found my old English pen pal!!!!!!!!!

The face looking at me out of the old photo is long and thin, pale, framed by dark brown hair in a Beatle cut. His name is John Kirk, and we were pen pals back in the mid-1960's. Although our letter...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 01:16:00 GMT

In Memory of Our Sunshine

Sunday, June 26, 2005 In memory of Our Sunshine . . .We have a new member in our family, a Labrador/Border Collie with long black fur, white paws and chest, beautifully rounded teddy bear ears--over 6...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 11:56:00 GMT

The Silver Drawer

Out of the top drawerof my father's dresser-- out of that drawer where dangerous things were locked away from childhood misadventure--Out of the locked drawerI lift a treasure of silver;th...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 01:14:00 GMT

The Harvest

My big sister's breastspopped out before my very eyesit seemed,that year she turned fourteen,bursting forth like two plumpmeadow mushroomsin a spring downpour.I watched herprance and strut,poking them...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 01:12:00 GMT

First Call of Spring

On Hawthorne Street, young boysfly skateboardsthrough air light as bubblesunder warm rays of April sun . . .a girl bustles down the walk,jaunty steps bouncing breasts finally freed from weight of wint...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 01:05:00 GMT