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Car Land The old white-haired woman stood on the Great River Road path and waved at a passing long line of vintage cars painted in bright colors, all the drivers white and at least as old as me. Pear-shaped, she … Continue reading
Ghosts The peregrine falcon circled overhead, a fighter jet looking for a target. I thought of my Tuskegee Airman friend, Beverly Dunjill, a Korean War fighter pilot, who showed me a photo of him in a jet in the air, … Continue reading
I Climb Mount Butt Breaker I passed a final exam today, the first of many—I hope. On this, Day 75 since knee surgery, I walked four miles and climbed the formidable Mount Butt Breaker. This is the longest (but not … Continue reading
The 1619 Project, Missoura Style The Missouri House is about to pass an amendment banning the teaching of the New York Times 1619 Project. The ban will include any curriculum that “identifies people, entities, or institutions as inherently, immutably, or … Continue reading
“Exterminate all the Brutes” I received a good education at my high school. I learned to read, to think, to write, to act, to speak German (well, I can count to one hundred—sorry, Miss Tomlovic), to sing. All of which … Continue reading
Stillsong A piliated woodpecker jackhammers at a dead tree. No amount of explanation, of how the bird does this without killing itself or smashing its skull, will suffice. And there is the visual, the model for Woody Woodpecker, the bright … Continue reading
G. Gordon Liddy, the Watergate burglary mastermind, has descended into Hell. From the New York Underworld Times: “G. Gordon Liddy has joined the billions of Evil Ones who preceded him in life. “Liddy was greeted with a tickertape parade with … Continue reading
We are a fivesome. Me, Girl who is ten, my father, his friend Man and Man’s Son. It is night. There are no lights, but we see in the dark. Father and Man and Son have their own golfclubs and … Continue reading
Dear Charlie, It has only been a month since you died. We all miss you very much. Sheila and Lorenzo and Don and Harold and Paul send their love. I thought I would catch you up, as I need to … Continue reading