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death
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10 January, 2020
"Give me things that don't get lost*" (Why retirement is a myth)
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I never really noticed Dad's age, even when he got sick. He still went to work. He still attended Cincinnati Bengals home games. He w...
26 December, 2018
On meditating with your demons
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Learn to meditate with the monsters. Sit down and sup with the demons. But don't let them feed you. - from Field Notes: 26 Decem...
25 May, 2018
Memorial Day: For all the Fallen Fathers (and Mothers), Real and Imagined
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On leave in Florida. I am 45 years old and I'm still coming to terms with the impact my father's death had on my life. Ju...
20 September, 2012
Southern Jaunt: Intermezzo - Useful
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It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society. - Jiddu Krishnamurti He has a right to criticize, who has a he...
03 September, 2012
Southern Jaunt: 22 Years and Counting (Memoriam) /
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But the love of adventure was in father's blood. -- Buffalo Bill I wore his name like armor. - Elena Bell 22 years gone and I still reme...
07 January, 2011
Death Head Cheerleaders
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They marched into the room one at a time shadows from the valley of death every long hair atop their heads wound tight and high and kept in...
05 January, 2011
The Copper's Report
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I was drinking in a town I'd never heard of in a bar that I wasn't familiar with when I overheard a group of men talking down bar f...
17 May, 2010
The Day After
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S he hated the panicked feeling of gasping for air. But the pain that shook her body down to the bones whenever she coughed and spit up piec...
01 February, 2010
Moose Head
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M adge just shook her head and waddled over to the three lever tap with Bill Watson’s empty glass. She made her way like someone who had wor...
19 January, 2010
Pendleton Underground: Part 7 of 7
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L inda came home and found me muttering in the dark. When she switched on the lamp, the illumination was blinding. “I’m glad you were able t...
13 January, 2010
Pendleton Underground: Part 6 of 7
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I’ve always hated the smell of hospitals. The particular odor of death, urine, and bleach that’s unique to all hospitals and nursing homes f...
17 November, 2009
Pendleton Underground: Part 5 of 7
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T he final trouble came down to one hundred dollars. To call Brenda a vampire would be giving her too much credit; that would bestow on her ...
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