Author Archives: Russ

I AM A VETERAN

I took on wearing the Navy blue before the end of World War Two. Not long after I became a seaman the war ceased and there was peace. I was soon released from duty. But my reaction to it all … Continue reading

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MY HAMMER

There it is tucked away behind a chair with its handle visible – so visible to me, rising out of a modest tool box that I fashioned many years ago. When did I start hammering? I sometimes wonder Perhaps I … Continue reading

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TELL ME IF YOU CAN

She took me aside and told me that she doesn’t want to get any older – this in spite of the fact that she still has a good husband. She’s moving quite close to one hundred. Maybe she just wanted … Continue reading

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MY DNA BRISTLES

What can I do as an old man tucked away in a high-rise that offers care to folks with white hair and to those with none and to those in various stages in between? I can complain – but I … Continue reading

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DRYING CLOTHES

I hear the clicking sounds – sounds of wet clothes drying – clothes going round and round until…… It’s a good thing for us no clothes line is required to do it like folks used to do – when wringers … Continue reading

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THE TICK-TOCK OF HIS CLOCK

The clock goes tick-tock – tick tock , all day long – its power provided by a small battery inserted some years ago by a guy who likes to know what time it is. Oh. he could look at his … Continue reading

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ACCIDENTAL RENDEVIUS

My breakfast mate has no need to heed the sun which begins to strike our eyes as bacon and eggs are set before us. I, on the other hand, am deeply moved by the solar intervention into our meal. He … Continue reading

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AN OLD MAN AND ASTRONOMY

I don’t recall when I first learned that the world wasn’t flat. I don’t recall if what I learned disturbed me some for I also leaned that we went around the sun and to me it sounded fun to be … Continue reading

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DAY OF THE GIRL

I saw on the TV that today is: THE INTERNATIONAL DAY OF THE GIRL. Don’t know who decided that, but that’s OK. It sounds impressive. In my early school days girls had long hair and wore dresses and jump-roped. Their … Continue reading

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A COUPLE OF WIRES

The other day when I saw some wires strung between polls my mind, quite suddenly turned the wires into ropes and continued the turning until before me was a clothesline which stood at eve level and I was wrestling a … Continue reading

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