I don’t recall the genesis of my desire to purchase mountain bike, but I believe initially the intent was to cycle railbed that, in times past, had been base to tie and steel. Indeed, I started there, and enjoyed those rides, although I found myself leaving safety of gravel surface in favor of hardpack when opportunity [...]
Over the years I have driven many miles and though I’ve done my best to avoid collision with wildlife it has occurred. I wonder why squirrel reverses course or sparrow swoops just when vehicle’s proximity matches theirs. I don’t know what crosses gap between synapses of God’s creatures, but unpredictable behavior, in my opinion, is particularly [...]
Passing through doors on way to pay respects, we were greeted by a sunny, sultry, late summer morning. Our destination was less than two miles from work’s lot and given we allowed ample time and given the end of our short journey was to be a somber affair, we walked slowly to vehicle. I drove and [...]
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A divorced dad, I would meet my ex midway between residences to exchange our little ones—two girls. It was an hour to and from the rendezvous point and I would frequently tell stories to make the trip pass. The tales told were of magic places with creatures of all sorts; leprechauns, fairies, pixies, ghosts, and such. [...]
Finding silence has been a challenge for me, and I think for others as well. I remember, when in the waning days of seventh grade, our teacher asked that we all be completely quiet. The windows were open as we had no air conditioning and it was unusually hot. She repeated her request several times and [...]
When a boy, I had little tolerance for sitting still, as I believe I mentioned in previous posts, whereas brother and sister would immerse themselves between the covers of book. At that time, I had no interest in this worthy endeavor. Later in life I recognized value of reading and went at it with vigor, but [...]
Our maternal grandmother’s heritage was Romanian. Her name was Elizabeth, but she went by what a grandmother in Romania would, bunică, which we pronounced boonie. She was not a tall woman, which she frequently lamented, standing some five-feet four-inches, though she stood above her mother who grew to a scant four-foot ten-inches. Not surprisingly, her mother [...]
When a boy, I helped my father with household projects—I liked being with him and enjoyed discovering how things worked. Yet very young, I had much to learn of the trades practiced by plumber, carpenter, electrician, and so on. I seemed to emerge from womb with a patient manner willing to take time to study situation [...]
This falls into the, “I should have made a better decision”, bin. Yes, I was young and didn’t know how tenacious water can be in finding low ground, but those are excuses. This then is the second story in which I describe how I unwittingly “screwed” my brother. I was driving an old telephone van purchased [...]
