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Category Archives: Fathers
Father’s influence
A Real Tool: the Coping Saw
My father was good with tools! Especially when working with wood. His father was born in Sweden in 1878, and Dad used to have some of his father’s tools until thieves broke into his and Mom’s Tucson, AZ house years … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1878, AZ, Christmas, coping saw, coping skills, Dad, father, fears, Flexibility, force, Forgiveness, Gentleness, grandfather, holidays, inauguration, insecurity, Jesus, Joseph, Mary, Mom, New Year, president, stress, Sweden, the unknown, tools, Tucson, uncertainty, worry
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The Making of a Widow (Part 4)
“Timing is everything.” It’s true in comedy; a vocally well delivered line can fall flat if the timing is off. Exactly when a pause is required, or an inflection employed can bring an audience to tears of laughter, or . … Continue reading →
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Tagged cardiologist, cath lab, coincidence, cousin, EKG, eulogized, father, Feb. 11 1961, general practitioner, Georgia, grandfather, harmonies, heart attack, ICU, intersections, LAD artery, maternal grandfather, musical composer, Oct. 3 2016, Oct. 4 2016, patterns, sense of timing, Snellville, timing, timing is everything, tombstones, unseen divine determinant
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Flounder, anyone?
As a young boy growing up in Chattanooga, I was not particularly fond of fish. My father seemed to be enthralled with eating trout, flounder, and other fish wherein navigating fish bones was an accepted part of the process. I … Continue reading →
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Tagged $15 minimum wage, 1215 A.D., 1950s, 1989, academic, chattanooga, Constitution, discrimination, diversity, divine revelation, economic, flounder, founder, gender, Honey I Shrunk the kids, immoral, King John, LGBTQ, Magna Carta, melting point, melting pot, minimum wage, Panama Papers, Presidential candidates, public governance, race, religious, sex, sexual orientation, social service, South Carolina, Wall Street
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What’s Trump?
When I was a boy we played games in my family; it was one of our main sources of entertainment. My father was eager to teach my brother and I how to play chess, and we actually became pretty good, … Continue reading →
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Tagged Donald Trump, election, November 2016, Parker Brothers, presidential, Rook, Rook card, Shakespeare, trump card
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Leap Year 2016
Well, it sneaked up on me several weeks ago. How about you? The desk calendar I use for work had a Monday, February 29 on it. And of course, my initial reaction to that is always . . . disbelief. … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1970, 1976, 2016, Arizona, calendar, change, cigarettes, February 29, Frodo, Gandalf, Gregorian, Julian, Leap Year, Love Story, Mark Twain, pharengo laryngotracheitis, rhinosinusitis, risk, social security, solar calendar, Surgeon General, The Fellowship of the Ring, Tolkien, Tucson, www.heartdepot.org
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All About that Bass
Meghan Trainor rapped, “It’s all about that bass,” and gave birth to a phrase that swept the world in 2014. And a flexing, bandana wearing Rosie the Riveter, along with the phrase, “We Can Do It,” created nationwide support for … Continue reading →
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Tagged "We Can Do It", 1940s, 1942, 2009, 2014, 2015, All About That Bass, April 9, B17, B24, basso profundo, Burma, Ezio Pinza, fly the friendly skies, India, May 25, Meghan Trainor, Memorial Day, Norden bombsight, October Sky, pectin, Rosie the Riveter, singer, slogans, Tucson, William Tecumseh Sherman, you can't stop a trane
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Ashes, 2 Ashes
It happened while I was watching a favorite TV series the other night. A young man was given his estranged father’s ashes to scatter as a memorial to him. He chose Eagle Lake, a special place in Alberta where his … Continue reading →
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Tagged Abraham Lincoln, Alberta, ashes, casualness, cremation, devotion, Eagle Lake, Gettysburg, Heartland, honor, human remains, interment, life is sacred, reverence, sacred ground, sacredness, Tucson Arizona, urn, urn vault, valued
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