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Small nuggets of fact often are below mountains of folklore.
Take the good from twenty, cherish the memories, and then get moving.
A Flashback Friday presentation Pro Bono work, work you do for free or at a significantly reduced fee, can be rewarding; or not. It can depend on how entitled or grateful the recipient is. I once did a set of quarter boards for a venerable museum ship. The cost was sixty dollars for the mahogany …
I The third-floor apartment on Park Avenue had few amenities, including a view of the Kuomingtang sign down the street. I arrived in Baltimore a few weeks after discharge from the Navy and was invited to share quarters with a friend who had a third-floor walk-up in Chinatown. We had a "sometimes" business carving "genuine" …
There was a tiny islet that was my personal airy from which I could view the cove. When things were awful, I could row out and use it as a place to rant noisily. None other than the shorebirds heard me.
Although I was an anthropologist, few of the people I met knew what I did once I left the university. If I mentioned that I studied culture, I'd get a knowing wink and this reply, "Yes. But with a big C or a little c?" Others made veiled jokes about the sort of work I …
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This is a flashback Friday presentation from a bit over three years ago. It tells a story about my gray cat, Clancy - AKA The Grey Menace. Clancy was a bloodsport type of cat. If no other cat or dog were available to pick on, he'd pick on me. He eventually ran out of cats …
A part-time occupation of mine for years was teaching media and television production to students. The area of teaching the course that always provided the most significant issues was Copyright and usage rights for the music.
This was originally posted three or four years ago and is about my gray cat Clancy; AKA The Gray Menace.
I carved intermittently from the 1960s through the mid-seventies. Going to graduate school ended most carving activities, and I didn't pick it up again until 1992.
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