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I was home schooled all through high school, but I come from a large family, which made me outgoing. Although I wasn't lacking in social skills, I didn't have many friends when I graduated from high school. When I moved out of my parents' house, shortly after I turned 18, my only real friend, my 45-year-old piano teacher, Jane, let me live with her for about a month while I found a job and my own apartment. At my new job waiting tables at Chili's, I made many new friends, one in particular....more
Fifteen is hardly a point in life that one associates with great happiness. Ungainliness, braces, pimples, crushes, broken hearts, and learner’s permits are not the lexicon of joy. Against all odds, years fifteen through nineteen had a warm cast to them, because they contained a piece of fortune never fully recaptured in later years – they were the years I discovered theater....more
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His name was Ralph, but I called him Grandpa, actually Grampa.
Ralph grew up in a family of Minnesota farm folks, from tough Norwegian stock, who immigrated to America in the mid-nineteenth century from the Isle of the Bucks, in the fjords far north into the Arctic Circle. The family adopted the name, Buckeye, when they settled in the new land. I’m not sure how the family used to pronounce their name back in the old country. I don’t suppose it matters.....more
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When someone thinks of a typical Irish pub, one usually thinks of many short, drunk red heads running round breaking things singing chants of old. But, but in Palmer Lake Colorado the norms are broken. The towering Rocky Mountains are out the back door of this small town establishment that has served almost every person in the tri-lakes region. ....more
The smell of rain blasted through the open windows as I traversed the roads of the Black Forest on my way to see Dan, an old acquaintance from high school. As I reminisced about Dan as I knew him during our time together, I remember his as inspired and unmotivated at the same time, which adds to the paradox that is Dan. Three years had passed since Dan and I last saw each other and I suspect neither of us really knew what to expect....more |
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