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Joey Muriel was her name and oh Lord . She was a master fisherman. She hooked this guy so hard he would never get the hook from his mout..

I met Susan as I was walking home from the beach. She recognized me from the neighborhood and stopped to ask if I wanted a ride. This was the be..

I have found a glimpse into the world of women. It is so very complicated and emotional. Having this new view I wonder why they deal with us at ..

Carver, a beautiful sleepy little town, thirty minutes away. Over the ninety year old Bourne, spanning the Cape Cod Canal. Stunning views of Cap..

It was late August and the weather was just perfect. There was that pesky problem with the ozone. We lived in Palo Alto Ca. which was basically ..

A song by Gordon Lightfoot

A Look back

Well here we are a new Monday and surely this week will get better. My mistake! Just glancing over the news and listening to the radio this morn..

My first meeting was a hair raising affair. Not so much for me but more for Miller. It was a sunny day late in the afternoon when Louise and I p..

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