Monthly Archives: September 2019

WHEN I OPEN UP MY MOUTH

Sometimeswhen I’m  in the mood for self pityI open up my mouth soliciting  responsesand though I may get what I seekI am seldom satisfied. Sometimeswhen I am in the moodfor a peanut butter and jelly sandwichon raison breadI open up … Continue reading

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THE COUNTY JAIL

The county jail of York, MEwas about a hundred yardsfrom the Congregational parsonage. I lived in that parsonageas one of its ministersback in the early fifties. I never thought to visit the inmateswho lived across the street. True, they didn’t … Continue reading

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WHO ARE THEY?

The couple who walked into our dining hallwere new to the old folks there. They gathered so many of our gazes.  Was he a significent-otheror just a brother?           Maybe they’s been married to each othera … Continue reading

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I BUILT A BOAT

If you call getting a boat kit in the mailand spending about fifty hours assembling itbefore you felt confident that it would floatthen I can say “I built a boat!” And then I sailed it!I sailed it around the Long … Continue reading

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