Category: non-fiction

• Flairgate

  The pen is mightier than the sword, and considerably easier to write with. ~~Anon I found myself propped up in bed this very morning, earlier than usual due to my extreme level of anxiety in anticipation of our upcoming trip to Europe and points beyond. After a quarter of a glass of Cold Brew, and…

  patrickjegan

  September 8, 2024

  Adirondacks, Childhood, Family, Holding onto the Past, Memories, non-fiction, son

  #afathersmistakes, #campingmemories, #campingwithmyson, #canoecamping, #inkstainsonatent, #trustingyourson

• Pareidolia Is Running Rampant!

  [The Thinker. A tree somewhere. Source: Google Search.] All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. ~~Edgar Allan Poe {Note: This post is meant to highlight an interesting aspect of how some people perceive the world around them. In no way is it intended to disparage or ridicule anyone’s beliefs.}…

  patrickjegan

  August 7, 2024

  Fables & Folklore, moon, Myth and Mythology, Nature, non-fiction, Paranormal, Religion

  #faceonMars, #imagesinnaturalobjects, #observation, #pareidolia, #religiousiconsinnature, #religiousimagery

• I Will Learn to Speak Camel

  [Source: Google search.] The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body. ~~Anon On September 23, 2024, give or take a day or three, I will say “Bayokav” to a camel. The odd-shaped creature will stand from a kneeling position. I will be sitting, hopefully in comfort, on the gentle beast.…

  patrickjegan

  July 13, 2024

  Deserts, Dreams, Dreams and Goals, England, Melancholy Thoughts, non-fiction, Travels

  #deserts, #dreamscancometrue, #morocco, #saharacameltrip, #thesaharadesert, travels

• Dark Odds Indeed

  [The Nobel Laureate. Robert Zimmerman, aka Bob Dylan. Source: Google Search.] Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. ~~Henry David Thoreau Bob Dylan, American singer and songwriter, will be eighty-three years old on May 24. As I write this I realize that that’s old. True, not old to many people who are…

  patrickjegan

  May 24, 2024

  Blogging, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan Lyrics, Childhood, daughter, Holding onto the Past, In Search of Lost Time, Love, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, music, non-fiction, son, Time

  #agingrockstars, #bobdylanlyrics, #bobdylansbirthday, #rockstars

• Gallery 636

  [The Woman. Photo is mine.] We sometimes encounter people, even strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight. Somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken. ~~Fyodor Dostoyevsky I’d seen the El Greco, the Tiepolo and the Manet. But, what I really needed was a bench, so hard to find sometimes…

  patrickjegan

  February 27, 2024

  art, Dreams, marriage, Memories, New York City, non-fiction, Objects of Beauty, Real Personal History, seniors

  #chanceencountersinnewyorkcity, #meaningfulcoincidences, #metropolitanmuseumofart, #seredipity, #unknownwomaninamuseum, Manhattan, New York City, NYC, Travel, winter

• The Gravity of Manhattan: Three Worlds

  [Upper East Side Buildings. Photo is mine.] Do you know what the sounds of this city are? Screams. All those buildings are gray with sadness. ~~ Soji Shimada As I walked down the street from Broadway, I paused to listen… When I secured a teaching position in New York City in the very early 1990s,…

  patrickjegan

  January 26, 2024

  evolution, Home, In Search of Lost Time, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, New York City, Night Sounds of the City, non-fiction, winter

  #listeningtothenight, #lonelycities, #nightsoundsofnewyork, #winterinthecity, New York City, new-york, NYC, winter

• Better Late Than Never: A Fairy Tale of New York

  Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies. ~~Edward Bulwer Lytton I love music. The older I get, the more varied my tastes have become. Spotify is my second home. But, I have a problem. Many times I have forged new trails in the snowy slopes of the Juneau…

  patrickjegan

  January 1, 2024

  art, Bob Dylan, Creativity, Memories, music, New York City, non-fiction, Real Personal History

  #agreatchristmassong, #discoveringmusic, #indiemusic, #irishchristmasmusic, #knowledgeablesoninlaws, #shanemacgowan, #thepogues

• The Persistence of Memory: Chris, Bill and High Adventures

  Where’s my high quality mug? ~~ Bill Zeller On a very chilly afternoon in early December, Mariam and I stood in the doorway of a friend’s house in Dunbarton, NH. The warmth of his hand infused me and the gleam in his eyes inspired me. We went in, met his wife, Anne and Pepper, their…

  patrickjegan

  December 17, 2023

  canoe, Childhood, Family, Friendship, History, Memories, Mountains and Memories, non-fiction, owego ny, Real Personal History, The Adirondacks

  #campingmemories, #memoriesofcanoes, Adirondacks, Dunbarton NH, Friendship

• Dark Night/Dark Happenings

  [A British tabloid. Photo: Google Search] I can’t Imagine… ~~ Patrick Egan It was 1980. I was teaching Oceanography and Earth Science at the Ridgefield High School in Connecticut. Monday, Dec. 8, was a normal day of classes. Late that afternoon, Parent/Teacher Conferences were scheduled. I was a new faculty member and somehow I scored…

  patrickjegan

  December 8, 2023

  death, England, History, John Lennon, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, New York City, non-fiction, Real Personal History

  #1980, #deathofjohnlennonnyc, #John Lennon, Death of John Lennon, New York City

• The Land of the Lost

  Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare? Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there? Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again? Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight? ~~Elvis [Source: Google Search] Thanksgiving Day, 2023. New York City. I volunteer to deliver meals to home-bound…

  patrickjegan

  November 23, 2023

  brotherly love,, Everyday Events, Friendship, Melancholy Thoughts, New York City, non-fiction, owego ny

  loneliness, New York City, Thanksgiving Day