Tag: Monochrome-Madness
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Anne – Part 17 – Kinetico – Shaky Paradise
Kinetico Fortunately, I did find a full-time job as a technical writer after a few months of part-time jobs. I was hired by Kinetico in Newbury, Ohio, to write proposals and manuals for their Reverse Osmosis and other filtered water systems, which they manufactured on the site. It was a 45-minute drive to and from…
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Anne – Part 16 – My Tech-writing Job Ends
My Tech-writing Job Ends Shortly after my return from Grammy’s funeral, they started laying off people at work. It became evident that my days were numbered, too. So, I offered to resign if they would continue to use me as a contractor. There were still a couple of manuals that needed to be done. I…
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Anne – Part 15 – Grammy Dies – 1993
Anne – Part 15 – Grammy Dies 1993 About a year into my adventure in technical writing, my maternal grandmother died. She was 98. She had fallen and broken a hip. She had a hip replacement. I was told that she came out of the surgery fine. but after a few days in recovery, quit…
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Anne – Part 12 – Full-time College
Full-time at Hiram College I started going to Hiram on the weekends prior to being sent to Chicago. Eaton was paying my tuition as long as I passed my courses. Of course, after they fired me, that stopped. So, I took my unemployment and what savings I had and started going to school at Hiram…
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Anne – Part 10 – Problems In Paradise
Problems in Paradise Some troubling incidents started to present themselves early in the marriage. Anne wanted to handle our finances, and that was fine with me. So, we had joint checking and savings accounts. We both put our paychecks into the checking account and had 10% moved to the savings account monthly. The problems started…
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Black River Mystery
Black River Mystery down in the Black Riverfloodplain not far fromcattails and clumps ofriver-birch, snuggled inwith rag-weed, QueenAnne’s Lace and St. John’sWort sits a square patchof young five and sevenfrond-leaf plantings sixfeet high, approachingharvest strength – perhapsnext week where did they gobig mystery of the floodplaindry patch of ground – fiveand seven frond dream-makers gone…
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Malabar Farm
Malabar Farm home ot Lewis Bromfield’27 Pulitzer Prize for FictionMalabar Big House, setting forthe infamous weddingof Bogie and Bacall Beta-tested innovativefarming techniquesearly experimentsin contour plowing, croprotation, organic farming guests, influential or notgiven chore-list withmorning meal – nomatter who, mustwork for your supper Malabar State Parkhalfway between Clevelandand Columbus OHLewi’s ghost still walksthe Big House halls…
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Silence in Motion
Silence in Motion an inky void sashaysthrough the sunrise longshadows on stealthycat’s paws from beneath the grapefriuttree, across the porchto the fountain’sreservor takes a long drinkthen some personal grooming asbright yellow eyes peer through thescreen door for any canine objections –LE
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Late August, Morning Ride
Late August, Morning Ride Sol rising, 20 degrees off thehorizon casting long shadowsalong the path, barcoding thebarios we’re rolling through sunward, the bone-dry riverbottom, half submerged inshadow twitches with lifeferal, stealthy, waiting ring-ding-ding bwaaah ring-ding-ding bwaah of under-powered motorbike playingchicane in morning traffic homeless sprawl across thepath in underpasses, accidentswaiting to happen, carelessof themselves and…
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Where Are We – Am I?
Where Are We – Am I? a matter of perception, as are all thingshere, there, everywhere, nowhere, all the samein perspective, finding relativities and domains imbeded in streams and eddies of space/timemeditating … at one, or fighting, kicking, screamingregardless, ends as do all things … entropic disolution yes, some flash-out, burn-out, peter-out, wink-outfilter-out, turn-out, poop-out,…
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