Dear Grandma, I haven’t been good at keeping in touch for the past 21 years. I was a shit as a child, and never much learned to be empathetic to the needs of my family. Keeping in touch, and writing, is an art form. I never did do traditional education well. Putting punctuation proper etc. … Continue reading Bad Penmanship (the lost art of cursive or the letter)
There was a time Right here When the creek was the loudest thing Cb radio squawking, the scanner doing its thing The jets weren’t oft A car every 30 minutes or so A trip to town, took a plan You’d walk down main Hand in hand — If you stand there In some future time … Continue reading Picturing A Past; Or, A Future Air
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Work and sleep Wake up work Never question Never ask “why?” Never wonder Contentedness is a grumble and a huff “I’m sore,” as you do additional chores on the homestead Alway work Love work Work love Live the dream!