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  • Vol. 2, Chronicle 24

    SUNDAYS & SEPTEMBER 7th’s WITH THE APOSTLE PAUL:  On September 7, 1974, exactly fifty one trips around the sun ago as I write, I watched the white with orange “T” helmeted Tennessee Vols play UCLA on TV. Like all our… Continue reading

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  • Vol. 2 Chronicle 22

    LIBARY (sic) DAZE : My circumstances have led me to the library over the last 3 weeks. The first fortnight, a group project moving a school library from the 1st floor to the 2nd.       As with all group projects,… Continue reading

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  • Vol 2 Chronicle 20

    VOLUME 2, CHRONICLE 20, BOTH INDEPENDENCE DAYS & THE ANCHOR: PREFACE: The 6 or 7 minute read that follows in 3 chapters, is my pastor’s fault. This Sunday past, he took pies in the face before our congregation at a… Continue reading

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  • Vol. 2 Chronicle 17

    THOUGHTS FROM THE DEEP END WITH MISS JULIE’S POOL BOY–STILL DOING DUMB STUFF, ONLY SLOWER: Some 12 weeks ago, Miss Julie’s Pool Boy saw a photo of himself & then stepped on a scale to the horrific number of 217.… Continue reading

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    VOLUME 2, CHRONICLE 15, SHORTY’S CAKE PAN: “Though she be but little, she is fierce…” ~~ Shakespeare~~ “A Midsummer’s Night Dream” This is your paternal great-great-grandmother. Twenty four years ago yesterday, May 17, 2001, we lost her. Also pictured with… Continue reading

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  • Vol. 2, Chronicle 14

    TIRED, A MOTHER’S DAY POST: Top right pic, that’s Miss Julie’s mom, the only mother-in-law I plan on having. Time took her in 2017 & took Miss Julie’s reason to stop & pick Mother’s Day roadside daisies. Time takes us… Continue reading

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  • Vol 2, Chronicle 13

    THE CAREGIVERS ARPEGGIO, BIRTHDAY EDITION: Music’s broken chord, the arpeggio, occurs when notes normally played simultaneously are played individually. Anyone taking care of someone with a physical or mental ailment knows the difficulty of dealing with brokenness of what once… Continue reading

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  • Vol. 2, Chronicle 12

    FRIED EGGS & THOSE THAT GOT ME TO THE RIGHT PLACE: Passion Week 2025 is done but I’m certain it will never be over. Perhaps because this Friday is my mom’s birthday & I’m not fond of the place where… Continue reading

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  • VOLUME 2, CHRONICLE 11, AN APRIL 19TH 250 YEARS IN THE MAKING: Four years ago on this day, I said goodbye to Mel, a Navy veteran I called friend at my town’s National Cemetery & I said hello to two… Continue reading

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  • THE PRODIGAL GRIEF, A STORY ABOUT UNCLE DAVE: Maya Angelou wrote, “I answer the heroic question ‘Death where is thy sting?’, with it is here in my heart & mind & memories.” I seem to have too many friends grieving… Continue reading

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