The Re-Con
Set in Stone
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Human frailties hidden away in the brevity of stone
Ay te watcho
My double dip into 50th class reunions; skip the cosmetic surgery – we can’t see
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The reunion motto was: “You haven’t changed a bit!”
Past Perfect
Remembering Chiqui Torres: May 1967, up there on the roof, a chapter of our lives closed and the page turned to our futures
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He was my dear companion in hilarity, the friend of a lifetime.
The Re-Con
The Lay of the Land: westering from “the Point of Beginning”
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The beginning of the Public Land Survey System in the U.S.
Past Perfect
The bats in the belfry at First Baptist Church
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The organist’s eyes locked on the Satanic bat dive-bombing her.
The Re-Con
A Report from Pennsylvania
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I stay for the kindnesses in the classroom, the solitude at home, and the consolation in the countryside.
Past Perfect
View of Bathsheba on Garfield St.
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You could hear the ice rattling in highball glasses
Maverick Ranch Notes
Our road had become a driving hell of creek bed, ripple-waves, and projecting rocks
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Halfway up the road, conversation turned to gasps