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Echoes of the Death of Jarrett, Our Infant Son
Echoes of the Death of Jarrett, Our Infant Son I created the piece below for inclusion in an electronic book of Memories/Testimonies for our 55th high school reunion and wrote of how I put it together in the introduction. The photo is of the crib, now in use by our family for 75 years, in which I...
A Happy, Spirited Four-Year-Old Beams Proudly as She Pushes Her Own Pram in a Video Recorded by Her Mother to Chronicle Their Day Out Together in Central Ukraine (New Second Posting) – Щаслива, енергійна чотирирічна дитина гордо сяє, коли вона штовхає власну коляску на відео, записаному її матір’ю, щоб записати їхній спільний день у Центральній Україні (Нова друга публікація)
A Happy, Spirited Four-Year-Old Beams Proudly as She Pushes Her Own Pram Щаслива, енергійна чотирирічна дитина гордо сяє, штовхаючи своїх *** (I previously published this posting in July 2022. As my readership in Ukraine has increased to second in national number, I came back to this one to add...
Understanding Will Come Unto You All your Life & You will be Blessed, a Shining Pearl among Those around You, & Your Hands will be Filled with More and More Good for Those with You & for Those to Come after You, Forever.
Understanding Will Come unto You All your Life The mind and thoughts of a young person are wondrous and complex, and rarely shared in full. There are so many things to gaze upon, consider, and understand – though understanding is a far-off thing, always still just out of reach for most of...
Behold the Little Boy with the Blue Chalk in His Hand with His Unpretentious Semi-Dirty Face – A Musing on Art
Behold the Little Boy with the Blue Chalk in His Hand with His Unpretentious Semi-Dirty Face Behold the little boy with the blue chalk in his hand. I know this boy, clever, perhaps precocious, but still a little boy in spirit and behavior, but with depth. He is at a park. He...
The Estate Sale
The Estate Sale *** Garage sale signs appear on the streets I traverse for my walks fairly frequently, especially during the months of nice weather – translated - not so blistering hot that no one in their right mind would ever appear. Estate Sale signs appear only occasionally, for “Estate...
February 4, 1947 – Went to the Trading Post & Bought Babies Crib & Mattress. Bought a Pair of Shoes, 3 Baby’s Vests, 2 Set of Babies Wash Towels.
Went to the Trading Post & Bought Babies Crib & Mattress. *** This year, I have been transcribing my mom's diary for 1947 month by month as a continuing Christmas present for my sisters. The title of this posting is a quote from my mom's diary entry for February 4, 1947. Every Sunday I...
Postcard Story – Night-Shining White (Detail) – Han Gan, Chinese – ca. 750 – The Metropolitan Museum of Art
(In Public Domain) https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/39901 Oldest Sister - 07/16/21 Night-Shining White …and as she studied the horse, Or better, wondered over it, For, yes, it was a horse, The form and features and movements were all there, But something else, she was sure, was...
The Red Glazed Ashtray I Made in Kindergarten With the Kindness of Mrs. Goodwin, the Teacher of the Good Name at Sylmar Elementary School – Now Old & Broken But Treasured
The Red Glazed Ashtray I Made in Kindergarten With the Kindness of Mrs. Goodwin One treasure on the two-drawer chest in the middle, more or less, of my study, is the red glazed ashtray, or what remains of it now, that I made in kindergarten, my only year at Sylmar Elementary School. What has...