Category: Commentary
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Memoir – continued – Dad
This section comes from the stories I heard growing up. First, a little bit about my dad’s formative years. Then the same for my mother, their first years together, and the story of our move from Mom’s childhood home to where we’d spend most of my youth. Dad He was named Theodore, born midway through…
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My Memoir – continued
Some Probable Causes The following undoubtedly contributed to many of the outcomes expressed throughout my adult life, along with some inattention, obliviousness, perversity, perhaps some laziness, and just plain stupidity on my part. C’est la vie. Martial Arts, music, finding my own artistic voice, and (later as I’ve aged) painting have been the major pursuits…
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Red Dirt Girl
Red Dirt Girl by Emmylou Harris Me and my best friend LillianAnd her blue tick hound dog Gideon,Sittin on the front porch cooling in the shadeSingin every song the radio playedWaitin for the Alabama sun to go downTwo red dirt girls in a red dirt townMe and LillianJust across the line and a little southeast…
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Kent State – Remember
May 4th, 1970, The Ohio National Guard murdered four students at Kent State, and I snapped. I joined the marches… It was my rage over all the murders and the helpless futility I felt at the deaths of Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison, and others. They were called O.D.s, but what is death by overdose? The use…
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S.O.S.
Concieved while working on my Memoir – Family History: During WWII, my dad was a radio operator on a Merchant Marine Tanker supplying the US Navy’s War Machine in the south Pacific. During wartime, the Merchant Marine becomes an Auxilary of the Navy. Dad received his training to become a radio operator at Great Lake…
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Introduction to My Memoir
Introduction It’s been an interesting adventure, _ _ years to date. While much of this journey has been difficult, there have been some very good times along the way. I’ve been looking over my journals, trying to decide what to share and what should be left shrouded in the mists of time. As a practical…
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Writing a Memoir for My Family
Writing A Memoir For My Family I’m writing a memoir/family history (from my personal journals, memories, and family stories I heard while growing up) for my children and theirs. I wish my parents and grandparents had done this for my generation. It is an explanation of the paths I chose or, for whatever reason, was…
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The Crucifixion by Phil Ochs
The Crucifixion by Phil Ochs And the night comes again to the circle studded skyThe stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lieTill the universe explodes as a falling star is raisedPlanets are paralyzed, the mountains are amazedBut they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blazeWith the speed of insanity, then he dies In…
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For What It’s Worth – the background?
For What It’s Worth – The Hut Lounge Something’s happening here Buffalo Springfield on the jukeboxLinda Lane slayed us with herintricate guitar work andsensuous vocals What it is ain’t exactly clear Her band – Lady and the TrampsGeorge Hoka on his Hammondmesmerizing sound like the Animalsvoice soulful like Burdon’s There’s a man with a gun…
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Copperhead Road by Steve Earl
Copperhead Road by Steve Earle Well, my name’s John Lee PettimoreSame as my daddy and his daddy beforeYou hardly ever saw grandaddy down hereHe only came to town about twice a yearHe’d buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper lineEverybody knew that he made moonshine Now the revenue man wanted grandaddy badHeaded up…
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