Snowbrush

Tirade

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An appliance repairman called and woke us up this morning despite being asked twice to call later in the day. When Peggy complained, he said...

Om Mani Padme Hum

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I walked over to the gem show at the fairgrounds today, but was only tempted by two items. One was a ring that was inscribed Om Mani Padme H...

Ed

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We had 47 at the lodge installation last night, one of them black. Ed is only the fourth black person I have known in Oregon, and the only b...

I'm mostly ignored

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A newspaper photographer came out today and took pictures of Peggy and me walking up and down the sidewalk. I had written to the Lane County...

Zula is gone

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Zula died last night, alone in her apartment. I had the oddest feeling when I got the call this morning because, until this week, I never sp...

Grange Halls

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I visited Zula Kickbusch again today. She was less alert than on Sunday, and remembered nothing of my previous visit except that I was there...

The Masons just never felt right

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I attended my Masonic lodge tonight for the second time in nine years. I didn’t recognize anyone, but one person remembered me. If he had no...

Oil, diamonds, and treasure chests

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Today, I visited Zula Kickbusch, a 90-year old lodge sister who is dying. She was alert, cheerful, and under no delusion that she will survi...

It's not all on us

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I felt relieved some years ago when I learned that our planet has already undergone many mass extinctions, and that—contrary to what I was t...

The closest thing to family

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I counted 32 at tonight’s Odd Fellow installation of officers. This was a third of those present at my first installation 14 years ago. Of t...

My first hike since surgery

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Saturday, we hiked an old roadbed to the top of a nameless mountain that I will simply list as Sec17 Twn20S Rng01E Willamette Meridian. The ...

Most have left, some are lingering

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The bad news is that Peggy drained 35cc’s from the back of my knee last night and, again, didn’t get it all because she didn’t want to risk ...

Jewel-like beads

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Peggy filled a 25 cc syringe with fluid from my knee last night, and still didn’t get it all. I couldn’t sleep for the pain, and called the ...

It takes a challenge to make a hero.

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Peggy and Walt are skiing, and I am trying to decide whether I want to be on my feet long enough to shop. If, like most of the world’s peopl...

At least I won't be drafted

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I had a good birthday, having received money, flowers, cards, phone calls, dinner out, and a banana pudding. Some people who I would have li...

What to do?

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More mountain climbers die on the way down than on the way up, partly because they become so fixated on reaching the top that they ignore th...

Jack Ketch and his famous knot

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I attended a presentation on public hangings in Oregon last night. I was specifically interested in the knots that hangmen used, because it ...
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Letter to a volunteer

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My letter to the volunteer receptionist at Sacred Heart: I am sorry that I do not remember your name. I tried to get it from Sacred Heart, b...

That awkward stage

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I took a stroll Friday, eleven days after surgery. I couldn’t walk without limping unless I kept both knees bent. This gave me a Groucho Mar...

How low I have fallen

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The surgeon drained 30 cc’s of fluid from the back of my knee yesterday. Fluid accumulation is a painful and recurrent problem for me, and I...
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