Category: Melancholy Thoughts
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Let It Be
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea Sometimes I turn, theres someone there, other times its only me… –Bob Dylan “Every Grain of…
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A Watercolor Found
My father never said much about his life. He did have his favorite stories that he would tell us when his four boys were…little boys. Some of the tales were family jokes, like this one: “We were so poor, one Christmas we got a pair of roller skates. We had to wait until the next…
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Two-Tree Island (How Do I Live Without You?)
The physical geography of the place can be hard to describe. One has to see it from the air…from the height of a soaring hawk or eagle, or, better yet, from the seat of a kayak or canoe. But one can get lost in the words…just as easily as one can get lost in the…
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Where are the Corn Girls of Summer?
In northern New York State, in late summer, hot sunny days are not uncommon. It was the height of the corn season. I practically left skid marks on Rte. 37 when I saw the corn stand to my right. I had once been scolded by the robotic female voice on my GPS about making illegal…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XVI: “Is My Childhood Home Haunted?”
Sometime in 2005, I handed the keys of my childhood home to the new owners. That action was very difficult for me. This was the only home I had ever known from birth to the time I went off to college. But, even in the years since 1965, when I hopped into a car and…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XV: “The Ghost Who Called My Name-A True Story”
What I am about to tell you actually happened to me. But, do I have the absolute right to say that a “ghost” called my name? No, I cannot. Declaring it an actual spirit from beyond the grave, requires scientific proof…and I cannot offer you any. But, I have no other word to describe the…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XIV: “Great Ghost Photography, Again”
The camera captures an image. It’s nearly always a moment of joy, celebration and living. But every so often something creeps into the frame…something the photographer didn’t see through the view finder. And, the wonderful people in image almost never see what is happening behind them…in the bushes, windows, doorways, behind the tombstones or standing…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve XII: “More Spirit Photography”
As promised, I have more photographs of spirits. Are they real? Faked? Do you believe? These are taken from various places on the internet. A photo attributed to Tom Petty. It was taken at Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Paris. The monument in front of the man is the new stone marking the grave of Jim Morrison.…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve X: “Those Wild and Crazy Victorians”
Just when I thought I knew nearly everything about the Victorians, something falls into the lap of my experience that amazes and astonishes even my jaded mind. The great Age of Victoria (who ruled England from 1840 to 1900) gave us such interesting societal practices that continue to delight us…and frighten us. The era gave…
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Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve: IX “Smile! Say Boo!”
FIRST IN A SERIES OF SPIRIT PHOTOGRAPHS [WARNING: WHAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE IN THE FOLLOWING SEVERAL POSTS WILL SCARE THE DOGGE DOO OUT OF YOU. SO, TELL THE CHILDREN TO GO BACK TO THEIR GAMEBOYS…LIGHT A CANDLE…AND ABOVE ALL, TRY TO STAY CALM. NOT ONE OF YOUR NEIGHBORS WANTS TO HEAR YOU SCREAM…
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