Monthly Archives: July 2015

Goya Crackers

This morning I was sitting outside enjoying the beautiful Saturday morning and watching the birds. I had prepared myself a cup of black coffee and crackers with cream cheese. The crackers I was eating today back in 1973 were unique … Continue reading

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Eternally Onward

The age of reason Has come and gone Deceit and pleasure Are number one Young I thought Life is long Now times goes by A passing gong The thrill of life Is in the learning Living on the edge Lacks … Continue reading

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A Beautiful Place

I had bought a pair of binoculars at least 10 years back at a garage sale. These were in perfect condition. I had no idea what I would use it for and at the time I was going to many baseball … Continue reading

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Fourth of July 2007- Heckel’s Attack

Thursday, July 05, 2007 8:58 AM The Fourth of July festivities was in essence a battle scene reenactment of sorts. The day started gray and gloomy, rain threatening from the onset but the set up moved on undaunted as tables … Continue reading

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Which country’s chocolate is the best?

Someone actually posted this question in a computer forum. I felt compelled to answer it. I hope you enjoy reading it. This question is relative. Chocolate is made from Cocoa. This of course is not grown in any of the … Continue reading

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A Room with a View

I have been blessed. Outside my bathroom window is a pine tree where this spring a Red Breasted Robbin decided to build its nest. I have been watching daily as the birds, both father and mother tended to it. First … Continue reading

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Great Smoky Mountains – A poem

Smokey Mountains Still and plain On its horizon Questions raised As a hand Reaching for the sky The range seems to call As it crests at different heights Should I move? Or must I stay still? I am dared to … Continue reading

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