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Afternoon Post, September 19, 2017

On the last day of summer he walked again to the dock and loosed the lashings and dropped the ropes into the well of the boat and stepped onto the foredeck and then into the cabin and took a paddle … Continue reading

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A Morning Ride

  Our autumns here are shot through with summer days, days that, if they had come in June, would crowd the parks with moms, dads and little ones and the rivers with high-school and college students with their kayaks and … Continue reading

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Mid-Day Post, August 22, 2017

My bicycle has holders for two water bottles.   One is fastened to a low bar that angles up from the crankshaft to the front fork; the other is affixed to the vertical bar that supports the seat.  I ride … Continue reading

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Voices XXIII

In late August, after school was already back in session, I continued to mow the lawns on Adams Street. The rest of the summer crew was gone; all back to their colleges or football practice, so I had the whole … Continue reading

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Voices XXI

It had already been a long day.   A case I thought I had settled blew up again.  My star witness gave a statement to the defense.  I don’t know why and everybody in the office seemed to blame me … Continue reading

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Voices #16

  In mid-day in mid-summer the streets of my town were empty. The men were all at work; I didn’t know a single, able -bodied man then who didn’t have a job, and the women were at one of the … Continue reading

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Voices XVI

  It’s the last day of school.  For the year.  And for me the last day forever.  I’ve been here for forty-five years and only four of those as a student.  I stand here now in the main hallway before … Continue reading

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evening post, May 2, 2017

After supper he took the coffee pot from the burner and poured himself another half cup and sat down again at the kitchen table, now cleared of dishes.   He tipped the cup over his saucer and dribbled the coffee … Continue reading

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Morning Post, April 21, 2017

How long has it been since I have noticed the seasons? I walked out this morning to get into my car to drive to work.  Just like every morning for the past thirty years.   That twenty-yard walk is about all … Continue reading

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Late Afternoon Post, April 11, 2017

The briers tear at my feet and I duck and turn my way through the young trees that grow here like tall grass.   They are almost woven together and at times I am completely off the ground, pulling and … Continue reading

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