Tag: Ink
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Sunset Road, Beyond the Road to Nowhere
Sunset Road, Beyond the Road to Nowhere Early morning 85-degree ride along the Tucson Loop, with the sun sittingjust 15 degrees off the eastern horizon,108 predicted for the daytime high6 mile/hr tailwind helps drive usnorth toward El Camino Del Cerro ‘the Road to nowhere’ and beyondto Sunset Road, connecting two north-south arteries, either side of the dry riverbed, the…
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Ann Arbor Part 2 – Memoir Continued
Ann Arbor Part 2 I was under pressure to find my own place from Ted’s friend who’d been letting us stay at his place. Ted moved in with Sharon. Susan invited me to move in with her. Boy, that was a hard one… Hell yes, I did! She had an efficiency suite, one big room…
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Hot Town, Summer on the Bikepath
This is the result of my 6 AM ride last Friday morning. The high for the last 10 days or so has been consistently around 110F and 82 for a low at night. Hot Town, Summer on the Bikepath cicadas singing their hearts outdeep in the foliage of eucalyptusmesquite and palo verde withambient backup of…
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Senior Year Part 2 – Advanced Writing – Recruiters – Memoir Continued
Advanced Writing Class – Miltary Recruiters – Senior Year I can’t remember our teacher’s name, but he had the misfortune to look like a cross between Ichabod Crane and the Papa-oom-mow-mow Man of Goulardie’s 60’s TV show fame. He was a very good teacher and got me started in writing poetry, though none of it…
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Breakfast at the Birdfeeder Diner
Breakfast at the Birdfeeder Diner Wrens and sparrows arrive first5:30 am sunrise long shadowsbarcode the entryway A flock of morning doves landsurvey the ground, then hop upon the birdseed buffet pecking away nudging earlyrisers out of the way, need seventimes their weight for the day the big boys twice the size arrivetwo-tone gray and translucent…
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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 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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A Delinquent at Six – Memoir Continued
A Delinquent at Six I had been walked to school a couple of times by my Mom. After that, I was expected to walk with other kids from the neighborhood heading to school. I did that for a while. One day, I decided on a new plan. When I left the house, I circled around…
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Past Professions
Initiated by the WordPress prompt… Past Professions I’ve worked as aplumber aroofer astrummer ashort order cookawaiter acarpenter atechnicalwriteramachinist aqc inspector aprogrammer ateacher anma instructorajack of trades amaster of none asix-decadewage-slave careerfinally done –LE
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Teddy Joins the Family and Yeager Rd – Memoir Continued
Teddy Joins the Family and Yeager Rd – Memoir Continued Shortly after that incedent in Beaver Park, certainly within the year, we moved again, to a finished, or partially finished, basement on Yeager Rd., also in Lorain or its outskirts, on the southwest side of the town. It was rather countrified with a long curving…
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