My mother died long before Marie Kondo came along with her ideas of picture book houses devoid of "clutter," but she would have been on board with all the concepts and methods. When I returned from the Navy, she had decluttered all my possessions except my guitar. They struck no chord of joy for her. …
Flashback Friday – Gundecking
Just out of Boot Camp and knowing almost nothing about how the Navy worked, I sat by as sailors and petty officers senior to me decided how to explain their idleness on a log sheet. My impression of the workday was that it had been full of BS, coffee, and some very random work. It …
Ruby Tuesday
Memory is an iffy sort of thing. I've had friends with major disconnects in their lives; they had adult children but somehow seemed to think it was still July of 1967. July of 1967 was a great time, mind you. It was pure frolic. But it is very much gone.
The Dumps
Who can forget driving to the dump covered in a carpet of dirty white gulls and watching the waves of birds parting magically before your car?

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