Monthly Archives: April 2013

Jake (Part 1 of 3)

I went after my first vehicle when I was 22 years old. I was just starting to work in the City then, for the model shop of a big engineering company. I spent my time building Plexiglas miniatures of power … Continue reading

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Ho Hum:

Another phrase that means the opposite of what we all agree is common speech. You tell me “boring” is appropriate as synonym – exactly as we teach our kids, but now consider otherwise: the “ho” is yawning to inhale more … Continue reading

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Edifice

To me and maybe most of us a house is often made a metaphor of mind. No matter it’s in Monterey or Taos or Tulsa, Flint or Madison – behind the doors, beneath the roof, there may be mess or … Continue reading

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Ankles (3 of 3)

We drove home with unopened champagne and leftover snacks. I took a bag of chocolate raisins but otherwise managed to leave the junk in the car. Corky and I resettled rather happily in our house. Until the next day. I … Continue reading

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Ankles (2 of 3)

So Beth must have refused half a dozen of Sam’s travel ideas before the Mendocino plan. Suddenly she agreed. Sam arranged for two rooms at a dog-friendly inn and a vehicle big enough for the six of us, and we … Continue reading

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Ankles (1 of 3)

My weak spot, apparently, is an Achilles tendon. Not that my mother was a demi-goddess, except perhaps in her mind and my father’s (at least at first). Not that I was ever dipped. I’m Jewish. Jewish babies are not dipped. … Continue reading

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The Introvert’s Birthday

The air this morning sparkles now the storm has passed, that left a wake of weather here as clean as cloud, as still as fog, as warm as western dusk. Another racing year surrounds a life today and starts a … Continue reading

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