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Lessons I have learned about life

Frogs and Logs


On this very snowing winter day I would like to share a summer memory  from my youth. When I was twelve years old I was invited to spend three weeks at my girlfriend’s cottage on Big Bob Lake.   It was three … Continue reading

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Pensive


On Thursday night four of us headed out to the Quarter Moon Coffee House. This is an open stage forum held in the Bloomfield Town Hall on alternate Thursdays nights during the summer. It attracts a wide range of both … Continue reading

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Pardon the Interruption


And now a word from Warren I am a car guy through and through.  I can speak intelligently on most subjects and hold my own in any conversation, but I consume anything ‘car’.  It started when I was about 12 … Continue reading

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Chicory


The story I heard went something like this. The sun was up in the east and promising to bring with it another warm July day.  She stood in the gravel at the end of the lane looking off into the … Continue reading

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Always the tallest in the class


Growing up I was always a big kid.  Until the boys started to grow in mid highschool I was often the tallest and heaviest in the class room.  I recall that all the little girls had wonderful crinoline  dresses in those days.  This is what … Continue reading

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Twenty-one years ago today my hairdresser called in sick


I remember.  It was one p.m. in the afternoon and I had just gotten off of work.  I had taken a half day vacation.  It was the eve to the Easter long weekend and I had two weeks off.  The weather was not great.   It … Continue reading

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What’s a gal without her own hammer?


When I was in my 20s and 30s, a single chick living on my own,  I was far more independent.  Back then I knew how to program the TV.  I wouldn’t hesitate to paint a wall, putty up holes, install an electrical light, and hang shelves.  I owned my own … Continue reading

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