Monthly Archives: August 2017

SOME TIME LATER THAN NOW

I do not know when I will go.   I’m glad I do not know. You, too, (I think) think like I.   And as the years go by no matter how hard you try you can’t block out the … Continue reading

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OLD RUSS

There once was a fellow called Russ who didn’t like waiting for stuff. And as he got old and started to fold he decided that he’d had enough.

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THE WHITECAPS ON THE BAY

The waves on the bay make little white caps when the wind blows stiff – much smaller than the ocean waters make. There seems to be no swell and no surf boards have a chance of doing anything but bouncing. … Continue reading

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