Tag: owego ny

• Two Elderly Gentlemen Walk Into A Pub

    An older man walked into a pub in Burlington, Vermont on a recent Saturday afternoon.  It was minutes away from a heavy rain.  The guy went downstairs to the men’s room.  He was there at the pub to meet an old friend and he was about two minutes late.  As he climbed the stairs,…

  patrickjegan

  September 7, 2014

  Blogging, Everyday Events, History, Holding onto the Past, Memories, non-fiction, Real Personal History

  aging, Burlington VT, fly-fishing, growing up, old friendships, owego ny, Susquehanna River, Viet Name

• The Stranger at the Other End of Front Street

  I can feel the soft cool breeze blowing through my room from the Susquehanna River behind me.  I am sitting at a small desk writing this post.  My wife is sleeping deeply on the bed to my right.  I am facing Front Street.  The trucks speed past the town on the Southern Tier Expressway (Future…

  patrickjegan

  July 31, 2014

  Blogging, Family, Holding onto the Past, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, Real Personal History

  childhood sweetheart, front street, growing up, kiss, owego ny, pumpelly house, st. Patrick’s school, Susquehanna River, Tioga County NY

• The Moonflower

  The heavenly fragrance of moon flower permeates the air in the whole garden. –The Flower Expert website In the summer of 1965 I was busy preparing to leave my home, family and friends and go off to college.  Actually, only part of what I just said is true.  I was going away to college, that’s…

  patrickjegan

  July 6, 2014

  Everyday Events, Holding onto the Past, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, Objects of Beauty, Real Personal History

  childhood friends, departing for college, growing up, Louisiana, Moonflowers, owego ny

• Gabby Hayes and the Mouseketeers? I Don’t Think So

  One of my childhood playmates was a pathological liar.  The things he told me went well beyond fibs and bragging that is so common among boys of about eleven years of age.  I mean I once told my girlfriend that if she closed her eyes, I would take her to the far side of the…

  patrickjegan

  June 22, 2014

  Blogging, Creativity, Everyday Events, Holding onto the Past, humor, Memories, Real Personal History

  Annette, California, canada, cowboy boots, Gabby Hayes, lies, lying to the law, Mickey Mouse Club, musketeers, owego ny, pathological liars, truth

• Reflections on Father’s Day [My Split Personality]

  My wife showed me the mirror. “Shall I toss it?” I looked at the brass Art Nouveau frame, just enough Erte to grab my eye. “No way,” I said. I was standing on the deck and I held the object d’art up and found my reflection.  The glass was broken in several places.  My face…

  patrickjegan

  June 15, 2014

  Blogging, Creativity, Everyday Events, Holding onto the Past, Memories, Real Personal History

  art nouveau, Daughter, DNA, Erte, Father’s Day, fatherhood, mirrors, Orting WA, owego ny, reading, saranac lake, son, split personalities, Travel

• The Brick Pond

    I grew up in a small town in upstate New York.  The name is Owego, which is derived from a Native American term that means “where the valley widens” or something close to that.  The village has everything that a typical small American town should have.  There is a beautiful cemetery on the hill…

  patrickjegan

  May 7, 2014

  Everyday Events, Holding onto the Past, Memories, Real Personal History

  bonfires, brick pond, childhood girlfriend, hometown, ice skating, owego ny, skating, waterman center, winter