Snowbrush
A perfect fit bike, fun with my internist
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T’was a big day. I got my new bike out of the shop after leaving it overnight for its second fitting adjustment. I paid $100 extra for a “cu...
Another demonstration with Peg
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I had a good birthday. Shirley gave me daffodils and chocolates; Walt gave me comb honey from his hive; Peggy’s parents gave me their usual ...
Peaceniks in the snow
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I went to the federal building for a peace demonstration today. As I biked, a stiff wind blew wet snow into my face, stinging me with surpri...
Anti-tax, anti-war
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Local voters rejected a county income tax in November only to have county commissioners authorize it this week. Today, I attended a protest ...
Boots returns home
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As I sat in Peggy’s recliner last night in the wee hours (which were my worst hours when my father was dying), I remembered a runaway cat na...
Boots returns home
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As I sat in Peggy’s recliner last night in the wee hours (which were my worst hours when my father was dying), I remembered a runaway cat na...
Everyone knows that old people are senile.
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I caught a cold three weeks ago, and was hit by a second one just as I was getting over the first. Within minutes yesterday, it went from my...
ORCAS is gone, I bike across town
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Peggy drove across town today, and I later went to meet her on my bike. It was a two-hour trip—the way I did it. I biked streets that I hadn...
Cheap versus frugal
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A year ago to the hour, I was having knee surgery. Today, my application to an experimental drug study for people with severe arthritis was ...
I study Spanish to keep my brain young
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I’ve been studying Spanish for two hours a day for the last ten days. I heard that it’s important to exercise your brain as you age, so I fi...
My first peace rally
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I just came from a neighborhood candlelight peace vigil. We were two men, four women, two kids, and a dog—a peaceful dog, unlike my dogs, wh...
Phil is dying, optimist versus pessimist
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My friend, Phil Conners, has cancer. His bones are breaking; his body is no longer producing blood; he is struggling to breathe; and he has ...
The tux search continues
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I went to my Masonic lodge last night prepared for my first night in the junior deacon’s chair. As we were donning our aprons, the master to...
Two Years Before the Mast, thoughts on hardship
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I am reading Two Years Before the Mast, an account of life aboard a U.S. merchantman in the 1830s. The author was nineteen when he left Harv...
Questions of respect, of morality
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I watched Saddam’s hanging, both the authorized photos and the secret taping. Peggy speculated that he died bravely because he lacked normal...
Dead climber
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They found one of the Hood climbers yesterday. He was dead. The young wife of one of the other men said it was impossible that her husband w...
Party greed
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I went to the Eugene Mineral Club Christmas party today. Someone on the board must like Chinese food because the party is held at the same C...
The DAC
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I’ve been working out at the Downtown Athletic Club this week on a free pass. The DAC is a rich man’s club, and I had misgivings about going...
Casualties of winter
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“The National Weather Service in Portland has issued a Blizzard Warning for the Cascades…winds of 40 to 60…gusts of 75 to 95. Gusts reaching...
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Lost on Hood
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I went to bed last night thinking about the three climbers (two Texans and a New Yorker) who have been stranded on Mt. Hood for a week. One ...
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