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The Fat Lady got High

In fact, she overdosed and is in a vegetative state. Please, for the good of everyone, please make no effort to revive her. She has been hanging around waiting for that super brownie that would take her to the high that could finally put the 1960’s behind us, just as Ken Kesey promised that her ultimate altered state was all that was needed to end that dreadful experience. Every disappointment of that decade of protest, uncompromising angry protest, dragged the election of 2016 down the drain that the reluctant fat lady had blocked like a hippie hair ball.

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Adjusting to Life in Mozambique

All is well as we move into week 3. I was a little sick from food poisoning but other than that, perfect health! The only bad thing about my family is my sister Neda. I thought I would be able to deal with her for the next 8 weeks but I have already found I am getting short with her. She is the sister with cerebral palsy and down syndrome. She...

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Summers

From the age of 7 until I was 16 and had a driver’s license, my transportation was relegated to a bicycle. At 12, I was given an “English” bike, which was larger and lighter than my balloon-tired one, and had gears! Now progressing up hills or against the wind was a much easier chore. After Memorial Day until Labor Day we spent close to the south shore of Long Island at a place called Remsenburg, near Westhampton. The ride to the ocean was about 6 miles. Our family and...

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Summer Camp

At the age of 9 I was sent to a boy’s camp in Raymond, Maine. It was an exciting experience. As a younger brother I wore a lot of hand-me-downs from my 2 year older brother. This camp required a complete Camp Hawthorn wardrobe. That in itself was a great joy. The camp was in an idyllic spot on Panther Pond; very near Lake Sebago. Although not used to swimming in fresh water. I excelled in all the water activities and became eligible to go on canoe trips - especially some...

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Elections

The subject for today is elections and after the 2016 Presidential election, I’m pretty well done with the whole thing. I will, however, try to recall past political experiences. I don’t remember too many great differences between the politics of the parties. My earliest remembrance of a political argument was as a child as I lay in bed listening to my mother and father with friends in the living room. These friends turned out to be pro-Hitler. These were the early days...

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Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow

I was in college when the war ended. Gradually, the men came back to resume their education, some as soon as the war was over and some much later. One man’s schooling was so interrupted he was in his thirties when he appeared in our university. I was married in 1948. My husband had been in the Army, had graduated from college and was getting his master’s degree at another university. The GI Bill helped enormously and gave us a good start. Many of today’s young people,...

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The Great Depression

Depression Years I didn’t realize there was a depression until I was in grade school. Some of the children were given boxes of milk daily. I asked my mother why I couldn’t have milk at school. She explained why some children got milk daily that we had enough food and money to buy, but not every family was as lucky as we were. Our food was very basic, and much of it was raised in our large garden. My mother was very knowledgeable in nutrition and could stretch a dollar...

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"Dr. Sam" Jernigan

Not too long after Dr. Jernigan's youngest great-granddaughter was born, he recorded some recollections of his love of flying and the day a young Dr. watched history unfolding at Parkland Memorial Hospital in Dallas, Texas. Dr. Sam will be remembered for many things including the gentle laugh that dots the stories he shared with us. // Studying a flight school in Tennessee sowed the seeds of reaching the clouds. President John...

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