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Who’s Who and What’s What
For many years, my father’s name Followed Rich Little’s in the book “Who’s Who in America”; and There were times I wondered aloud Whether it might have been better To be a different man’s son. Only a few lines of … Continue reading
Death of a Family Farm
The Amish said they’d raze the barn for scrap; the other buildings nature would unbuild. As for the rest of it, all useless crap, new owners can do with it what they will. When we moved there, my father tried … Continue reading
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Inheritance
for Robert Leroy Litzenberg (1928-1993) My father was a Gemini. To some that may serve or suffice to explain him; and to deny it as a factor is a lie. For those signed twins are often twice as hard to … Continue reading
Family
Sometimes, it’s hard to exactly define the difference in density of blood and water; often, it is a blurred line that wends its way through a desert of crud, and like the Sufi story of the stream that, at the … Continue reading
Looking for patterns in things
If I can find a repeating pattern, a repetitious rhythm that pulses underneath the warp and woof of my life, it is that each time I reconnect with my biological family, it becomes necessary to wipe clean the creative slate … Continue reading
Pre-Holiday Musings …
Our across the street neighbor has erected his gaudy display of ever-blinking lights – to the dismay of all those whose significant others are epileptics. He is quite proud of his achievement, and says he just isn’t filled with the … Continue reading