I sit here in the last pew at the funeral home. Neighbor Jim sits next to me. We are all facing the blond brick walls and deep red flowers that flank a small, beautiful pine box that contains the ashes of our neighbor, Randy. His widow and four children sit in ...
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Henri, the Existentialist Cat
Comments OffSometimes words are not enough. How does one tell you about Henri? One can't. One can only show you Henri, in his pure form. You're welcome.
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I didn't know if I'd ever see him again. But I did. After Che streaked out of the house and disappeared for the second time in as many days because of his nervousness over house guests, I began to think about what was going on with him. He wasn't well. His eyes were ...
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HONOR LABOR! UNIONS GAVE US THE WEEKEND! UNIONS GAVE US THE 8 HOUR DAY! UNIONS GAVE US SAFE WORKING CONDITIONS! UNIONS GAVE US THE RIGHT TO BARGAIN! UNIONS STAND FOR JUSTICE! UNIONS STAND FOR WORKING PEOPLE EVERYWHERE! UNIONS ARE OUR STRENGTH! UNIONS CURB THE POWER OF THE ALMIGHTY CORPORATION! UNIONS PROTECT THE DOWNTRODDEN! LONG LIVE UNIONS!!!!!!
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In the last couple of months I've heard the name Edmund Burke fall lovingly from the lips of conservative Republicans. They are reminding us that Edmund Burke was the founder of modern day Conservatism. They are proud of that. They hold him in great esteem. Edmund Burke! Yikes! You'd think they ...
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It is 1965. I am in Norman, Oklahoma working in a college bar on the outskirts of town to keep body and soul together while I go to school at OU. There are no tips. Literally. But I do get paid minimum wage and it's at night and it's kinda fun. I am ...
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Come a little bit closer. Hear what I have to say,” Neil Young sings. I am in heaven. The day moves gently. It is perfect. The sounds – birds, leaves rustling, Neil singing – caress me. The world outside this house is Eden. Glowing green, pulsing yellow, a flash of red, purple peeks ...
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I am struggling with writing an assignment. Nothing is working. Too many words swirling, memories poking through the mists of time, chores I must do. I push open the sliding glass door and step out onto the deck. I am on top of the world out here. The hill slopes down ...
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President Obama and me I sit down at my computer and scroll along reading emails or deleting them on sight. For some strange reason I don’t delete the OK Democrat email. It looks like a solicitation and I’m tapped out so there’s no reason to click on it. But I do. And there ...
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I have been bothered by a piece I wrote for FourStory. I wrote it when I was drunk. I'm not normally drunk but the circumstances were dire. I thought my darling daughter, Commie Girl, had inflammatory breast cancer and I was trying to get my ducks in a row to ...
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