Category Archives: Memories

Stronger Than I Thought

I’ve broken out of my dry spell, discussed just two posts ago, I guess. First, it was the roadrunner, photos of which I posted earlier today, and now it’s a memory that haunts me and touches me in ways I cannot … Continue reading

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A Roundabout Tribute to Maggie Roche

I’m a fervent admirer of a handful of musicians. People who know me may understand the depth of my admiration for Leonard Cohen, whose deeply meaningful poetry set to music moves me beyond anyone else’s art. Yet, even in the … Continue reading

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In Memory of Gwen Ifill

When I want real news, real information, I turn to PBS. Though Bill Moyers and Jim Lehrer cemented my appreciation for PBS, I think I became addicted to the PBS Newshour because of Gwen Ifill. I sensed an exceptional commitment … Continue reading

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Someone Else’s Memories

A few minutes ago, dressed only in a t-shirt, gym shorts, and rubber flip-flops, I scurried outside with my camera, in forty degree temperatures, to take a picture of the Super Moon. My attempt to capture an historical event was unsuccessful; … Continue reading

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Trapped in a Mine

Today, while looking through old notebooks, I came across a note I wrote six years ago. Late in the evening of October 12, 2010. The note, dated October 12, 2010 and marked with the time I wrote it 10:28 p.m. read, … Continue reading

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Beneath the Daylight Streets

When I lived in Chicago, the fact that Michigan Avenue and Wacker Drive—both main streets in the thriving downtown/loop area—had multiple levels fascinated me. The pedestrian stairway entrances descending to those streets were my introductions to multi-level streets in the … Continue reading

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Man of Leisure

Last night, as I watched a bit of Jimmy Fallon’s The Tonight Show, an image from a show guest’s childhood—an image in which the guest was wearing a leisure suit—resurrected in me a long-lost memory. I once owned a leisure suit; maybe … Continue reading

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Not So Long Ago

Blogging is rewarding in sometimes unexpected ways. It can trigger memories that one might otherwise lose in the mist of time. While I use my blogs to capture ideas and emotions, I also use them to document moments of my life. On … Continue reading

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Missing Pieces

Other people remember their seventeenth and eighteenth and nineteenth birthdays as milestones, landmarks of adventure to be remembered longingly as they glide through their senior years. Not I. Even when prompted by hearing stories of someone else’s ‘coming of age,’ I don’t … Continue reading

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Wells and Old Motels

A story I saw in the news this morning, about a child rescued after falling down a deep well in China, triggered a memory about a similar event that took place in the 1980s in Texas. The memory led me … Continue reading

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Stalking, Mies van der Rohe, and Roadrunners

Just a few minutes ago as I sat at my desk, I heard a familiar cooing sound. Until last year, I would have said it was like the call of a mourning dove; now I know better. This morning, I said … Continue reading

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Licorice

For as long as I can remember, I have appreciated almost all flavors. Everything was good, in the right context. Sweet, sour, bitter, salty, or savory (AKA umami), it was all good. Everything but licorice. Licorice and its allies were, … Continue reading

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Analysis

As a child, I wasn’t beaten or relentlessly berated and made to feel inadequate but maybe I should have been. Perhaps such jarring experiences would have triggered whatever it is in the human brain that creates indelible recollections of the arc of … Continue reading

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Old Newspaper Clippings

Old newspaper clippings, even those clipped by someone else for reasons unrelated to one’s own experiences, can trigger memories. Well, memories may be the wrong word. Longings may better describe it, though even that’s not quite right. It’s more like … Continue reading

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Recollections of Writing

I spent the better part of the day yesterday reading posts from an old blog I had been able to restore from a backup file. Either I’d forgotten I’d created the backup or had tried to restore it unsuccessfully in the … Continue reading

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Copper Dime

I don’t know what prompted me to do it. What motivates a ten-year-old boy to invest time and energy into something which, in hindsight, was such a ludicrously bad return on investment? I suppose it’s the same motivation that provides … Continue reading

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Vacation Coming to a Close

So many things left unseen, undone, unexperienced. That’s how vacations go, isn’t it? The energy required to see all the sights, go to all the places on the list of “must sees,” and explore all the places heretofore unseen is … Continue reading

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Allowing In All Recollections

The conversation stirred recollections. Maybe. But were they real? I spoke of old memories, memories I don’t trust. Did I really visit several strip clubs while I was in high school and in the first years of college, or were … Continue reading

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Fragments or Figments

They seem to be fragments. Tiny pieces that seem, initially, to have no relation to one another. But, given the right triggers, slivers of recollection from years ago combine to become coherent memories. Finally, after years languishing deep in the recesses … Continue reading

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Walking Alone

I started college in June, 1972 right after graduating from high school in May. I completed my undergraduate degree in December, 1975.  During the three and one-half years from start to finish, I made a lot of trips home to … Continue reading

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Memories of the Border

Memories of my childhood are rare.  For reasons unknown to me, much of the stuff of my childhood seems to have simply vanished from my brain.  I do have memories, but it’s quite possible the majority of those few are not … Continue reading

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Evocative Seafood Stew

My wife made the most fabulous seafood stew for dinner a couple of nights ago. It included chunks of cod, sea scallops, and shrimp in a perfectly spiced tomato base.  As we were having dinner, I commented that the stew brought up … Continue reading

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Big Jim: Loss of a Good Man

This post will mean something only to one person, my good friend who is an occasional reader.    That is fine; it’s written entirely for him and his family.  My friend, I was so very sorry to learn of your father’s death. … Continue reading

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Finding Its Footing

Last night, I read a post I’d written not so long ago, on September 19, 2013.  The post was a recitation of items I’d written down on 3×5 notepads some time earlier; I wrote the post as a reminder to myself to … Continue reading

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Losing Track of Time

Alone in a room filled with music, I lose track of time.  Not just minutes and hours, but years.  Decades intermingle like friends from high school, together briefly after lifetimes apart, trying desperately to tell all the important news lost … Continue reading

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