July 2007
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There are now five horses and about twenty-five sheep pastured on our fields. The horses are Morgans; they're handsome and dignified. They have mucho gravitas and very distinct personalities. I'm proud to say that we're friends; the horses make a point to trot over and say hello when I'm working nearby. They have big brains…
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I worked for Sears, Roebuck and Company at its warehouse on Utica Avenue during the summers of 1957, 1958 and 1959. The job lasted for ten or twelve weeks each year and I was paid $1.25 an hour for the first two summers and then was catapulted to $1.30 for the third. At 40 hours…
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I've been indoctrinated by our uncomprehending society to regard my geographical dyslexia, or my directional disability, or whatever it's to be called, as a shameful condition. So it's good to know that DD can be otherwise valued. I've been informed by one of my readers that the Pilipino word ligaw has two meanings: a) courtship,…
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When I was seven or eight years old, I was given a subscription (by whom?) to a children's magazine (which one?) Was it my older brother who said, "you still reading that magazine for babies?" Always susceptible to public criticism, I soon lost interest in the publication. Since then, I've subscribed and unsubscribed to dozens…
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The house was unoccupied for a month and the mice moved in, bigtime. I peanut-buttered some mouse traps and caught five or six adults. But I'm not finished with the mice; there's some compelling evidence that an occasional mouse is still attempting to share my food. Meanwhile, the lawn and garden are dotted with mole-holes.…