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Coal For Christmas
I am a grandfather now, feeling every ache and sadness of my sixty-eighth year. The stories that my father told me about his father have taken on new meanings. I’m the old one now. I am the carrier of the family history. When a recollection of a family event comes to mind, be it a…
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A Day For A Splash Of Rum
The Ancient Mariner is home from his lonely voyage. He’s waiting beside the tavern door to tell his tale. The Old Man is back from the Sea…did he win the fight with the great fish? The story of my journey to being a sailor is over…for now. I have completed the final task which was…
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So Near Yet So Far Away/The Three Hour Tour
You’ve been waiting. Waiting by your warm hearths sipping an extra strong egg nog. You’ve posted your last holiday cards and only two remaining items are on your “to do” list. You have to figure out who is going to get the re-gift this year. But, what you’re really waiting for is the next chapter…
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The Old Man And The Sea
My father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light, He slept with a mermaid one fine night. Out of the union there came three, A walrus, and a porpoise and a little old me…” –An Old Sea Shanty I’m sure that you think differently of me now. Now that you’re thinking of me as a…
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The Fate Of The Ancient Mariner
A dream that has drifting through my brain for four decades has finally come true. I’m learning how to sail! The course I’m taking is for five days. On Friday, the other student (Russell from Canada) and I will be taking the 26′ boat out on our own. That ‘alone’ part means the instructor will…
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My 301st Blog: The Walls Of Fort Myers, The Benches Of Central Park And Fluffy
Remember me? I’m Fluffy. My human is the guy who writes these blogs. I’m here to cover for him because he made a mistake and is unwilling to go public with it. I’m also here to help him segue into two other topics about his recent time in Florida that he wants to “bundle” into…
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The Road Of Tears And Spirits
[Looking north from Route 80 toward Lake “O”] The theme of this post is darker than I would like, given that it’s less than three weeks until the joyful time of Christmas. But, I didn’t have a choice. We just crossed on Route 80 this past weekend when we visited friends in Jupiter, FL. The…
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The Scent Of Christmas Caught Me By Surprise
There is a chain of markets in Florida called Publix. It’s employee-owned and from what I read in the local paper, Wal-Mart hates them. But that’s another story. I was browsing the aisles in my local Publix for some fruit to put in my cereal. I found blueberries but they’re from Peru. Don’t they grow…
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Crossing Whiskey Creek To The Banyan Tree
I had my plastic cup of iced coffee from the Java Cafe nestled nicely in the container holder next to the gear shift knob on the red Ford Escape. This time I was going to try something different. I was going to locate and take the rear entrance (or is an exit when you’re leaving?)…
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I’d Really Rather Not See It, If You Don’t Mind
[Source:Wikipedia] As I grow older and wiser (?), the number of situations I do not wish to take part in, is growing. For example, I’d rather avoid any conversation with global warming deniers, Holocaust deniers, evolution deniers and anyone, man or woman, who believe it’s the will of God to kill innocent people. In addition,…
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