Category Archives: Roots

Posts about the things that make me who I am.

Is there any hope?

“Is there any hope?” My grandfather used to ask this question all the time. Sometimes it was his greeting. When we’d go for coffee, Grandpa would come in, sit down, look at his huge hands as if for the first … Continue reading

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To make a short story long…

Mrs. Stilwell lived at the edge of my universe. Her house was the nearest one to mine, but it was a half-mile uphill on a rock road and my six-year-old legs could barely pedal a one-speed Ross that far. If … Continue reading

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Sentimental Values

I sold a tractor today.  It was my grandfather’s tractor which, upon Grandpa’s death, passed to my uncle who sold it to me.  I wouldn’t admit it when I bought the tractor, but I was trying to purchase the memories associated with it.  … Continue reading

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The Grand Purpose.

It’s just a blog, right?  I mean, it doesn’t need to have some Grand Purpose, does it?  Sure, there are blogs about politics, religion, philosophy, science and almost any other topic you can imagine.  But my favorite blogs are simple.  Like a good song, the best blogs articulate a thought, experience or … Continue reading

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Reelin’ in the years

So, this is my first blog entry.  Ever.  Set your expectations accordingly. I discovered today that I am, in fact, getting older.  No, not just older… I’m getting old.  Case in point: I once was the youngest and brightest (or, … Continue reading

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