I remember … yes I remember. We were told to hide under our desks, or if things really went down the crapper, head into the hallway and cover our head with our hands. We were told that this would protect us in the event of a nuclear attack. None of us had a clue as […]
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I have a love hate relationship with downhill skiing. In fact I have not skied in several years due to this storied relationship. There was a period in my life when I did a bunch of cross country skiing. That proved to be far less painful than downhill, as you will come to realize
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You probably all had at least one in your elementary school. A feller that was blessed with the most amazing and almost super human athletic abilities. There were a whole gaggel of these guys in my elementary school, but one stood out above all of the rest. We’ll just call him “Bif” – and I am sure
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Baseball was my thrill, my obsession, and my only darling. During the ever brief school summer vacation, I would spend every waking hour obsessing about baseball, circling the neighborhood, and pulling together a quorum of boys for a game at Crescendoe Field. Our game was slow pitch hardball. This was mainly due to the fact
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My family owned various dogs, cats, hamsters, and guinea pigs over the years. There were two cats, Cinnamon and Blackie, Christie the short haired pointer, and Scamp the mutt. The most memorable of animals to me was a neighborhood mongrel dog named Spike. Spike was a largish, black and brown, thick furred dog of questionable breeding.
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Truth be told, I am not a crook. My brief encounter with crookedness occurred when I was about eight years old. Thankfully, the benevolent powers that be did not send me off to reform school for my heinous crime. On the corner of Crescendoe Road and Perry Street, there was a marvelous little mom-and-pop butcher shop
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Back in the late 80’s, right after I got married, I bought a really cheap fixer upper of a house. Now when I say fixer upper, I really mean fixer upper. The house needed every molecule replaced, as virtually everything either leaked, crumbled, or squeaked. The biggest faults of this monstrosity were plumbing, wiring, and
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50+ years have passed since I and my gang visited The Flume, a water filed Nirvana and fishing spot that we all relished. I still vaguely remembered the approximate location of the entrance, so today, I decided that I would relive the glories of my youth. After a lunch with my brother and my son,
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Not sure why this old memory came to mind. I do believe that the ability to recall and reflect helps us all remember who we used to be in order to help us define our identity in the current moment. Recalling playing marbles in my elementary school yard is my happy place today. So maybe
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In the last few years, I have become obsessed with the game of golf. In the Winter months, I pine for the first day of no snow, when I will be able to actually see my little white orb bouncing down the fairway. Each summer day, the thought of “How can I escape my daily
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