The Demands of DOG

Forgive me if I sound disrespectful, but I felt a need to complain about DOG. Of course, I feel guilty about it, but it is a fact that sometimes, even the most beloved dog can be a pain in the patootie. I must continually remind myself that she has no thumbs. That is to say…

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MaMa’s Big Lie and Other Revelations

Did I ever tell you the story of MaMa’s big lie to me? “MaMa” (pronouncing the ‘a’s as in “jam”) was my maternal grandmother. Well, she and PaPa were visiting us near Buffalo, New York, when I was three or four years old. It was morning. Dad had left for work. I’d watched Patty and…

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Stuff I Don’t Know

So far, I’ve spent about 72 years trying to figure things out so that I can define what I know. Here it is. The more I know, the more I know that I don’t know. I am a reader, a listener, and a watcher. I should be more of a doer, but before I DO,…

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The Language of the Soul

I seem to keep jumping back to this subject and I did post something on a similar vein nearly a year ago. But this one takes a different tack without serious repetition. Forty-eight years ago, I gave an in-service presentation at the Lynchburg Training School and Hospital on the importance of music. My employment title…

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A Special Kind of Friend

Rogers was a large school and there were probably close to 500 students in our class of 1970. In the four years I was in Newport, I can’t say I knew everyone personally or discovered who was related to whom, but I tried to attach a name to nearly every face. At Thompson Junior High…

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