Monthly Archives: August 2010

salute

Last evening, doing the dishes, I listened to an old CD. It reminded me of late August and early September 15 years ago. I thought about Maria, and I missed her. She was five years younger. By the time our friendship developed she was working on her fifth kid. She lived in the house behind … Continue reading

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called, or crazy

In the car last evening, though my eyes drooped like the sun behind pastel clouds, I decided I’d better ask him. “Are you still okay with that essay I read you last week?” “Let’s see, which one?” “With you and me, starting on my birthday with the 50s, expressing the good and, you know, more … Continue reading

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the viking will do

Last weekend the Scandinavian Festival arrived in Junction City, Oregon for its annual to-do. Since I now work in an office on the Festival’s main drag, I worked the Festival, remaining open as a baby nursing and diaper changing station. Saw lots of wee folk and their parents. Parents of a brand new little person … Continue reading

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heretofore unknown

An artifact of strangeness poked up from our garden.I asked Tim if he knew what it was. “I found an onion in the garage,” he said. “It had sprouted, so I planted it.”Tim is allergic to onions. We never have them in meals, but last winter I bought some, and when I cooked stew in … Continue reading

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trips to jail: recognition

…part three… I remember, at fourteen, my introduction to my uncle’s baby boy. We’d been to a family picnic. The place we stopped afterward, as I recall the looks of it, must have been a commune. Baby Daniel lay with his mother on the bed in their one or two room place. Trees gathered close … Continue reading

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