Tag: Commentary
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My High School Journey Begins – Memoir Continued
My High School Journey Begins – 1962 – Memoir Continued Admiral King High School in Lorain OH. It was brand new and opened the year before I started. So ours would be the 2nd class to graduate, completing all four years there, the class of 1966. I took Algebra in summer school so that I…
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Jr High Orchestra and Choir – Memoir Continued
Jr. High Orchestra and Choir Jr High was also my introduction to Orchestra and Choir. I don’t remember who the Orchestra director was, but the Choir director was Mr. Tully. I was a middling violin player and, for those two years, had a crush on the lead violinist, Antoinette Antinopolis. But nothing ever came of…
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Jr High School Years – Memoir Continued
Jr High School Years Each school year, Boy Scout and Girl Scout representatives would visit the schools and encourage the students to join. That was also true in elementary school. Dad gave us all a choice. We could join Scouts or the YMCA. He highly recommended the Y, explaining that he could get a family…
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Father’s Day
I had a visit with my Dad on Father’s Day a few years before his death. This poem is the result of that visit. I wrote it that night when I got back home. So, it’s about 20 years old now. Father’s Day Sitting at the kitchen table (Dad’s desk), I flick the lighter and…
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Nana and Grandpa Boo (my paternal grandparents) – Memoir Continued
Nana and Grandpa Boo – Memoir Continued I can see them both in my mind, but don’t remember much about their personalities or habits. One thing that I do remember, important to their descendants, is that they were both diabetic and had to take insulin to control it. Sorry, but that seems to be part…
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Second Attempt at 3rd Grade – Memoir Continued
Second Attempt at 3rd Grade – Memoir Continued We moved into South Lorian, which was only a few miles from where we had lived on East River Road. Dad rented the right-hand half of a side-by-side duplex on 31st., three blocks from the main entrance to U.S. Steel’s National Tube Division (It was USS/Kobe the…
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2nd and 3rd Grade Trauma – Memoir Continued
2nd and 3rd Grade Trauma – Memoir Continued While living next to the farm, much to my chagrin, I was inadvertently educated in the inhumanity of my spiecies toward others. I witnessed a pig being slaughtered, hung up, gutted, and drained in the entrace to the farmer’s large tool shed. It was a gruesome experience…
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Depression
Depression seems to be a major topic on several of the blogs I’ve been reading recently. I’ve struggled with it several times over my long life. I believe that it is a normal part of human existence, and the following is my current perspective on the condition, based on my personal experience with it. Depression…
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My Silver Lining by First Aid Kit
First Aid Kid is a sister duo from Stockholm My Silver Lining by First Aid Kit I don’t want to wait anymore I’m tired of looking for answersTake me some place where there’s music and there’s laughterI don’t know if I’m scared of dying but I’m scared of living too fast, too slowRegret, remorse, hold…
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My Education – Memoir Continued
The Education of Billy, Bill, or Liam (me) – Memoir Continued School was always hard for me. I never wanted to go in the first place. That lasted until I was in high school, when I would endure almost anything to be away from the house, away from the drama and sibling rivalry, which Dad…
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