Archive for Mostly true
May 12, 2013 at 6:25 am · Filed under Bad Stuff, Dark Side, Mostly true, Poems ·Tagged abuse, child abuse, fears, friends, hiding behind rocks, old friends, stigma, the past
Yesterday, I wrote about the many people I’ve left behind, then, unexpectedly, had conversations with four of them. The following is about one of them; true story—sad, but true. I’ll be seeing him, two of the other four, and hopefully more of my childhood pals in about a week, when I return to the scene of the crime… er, I mean my childhood. Please! Do not alert the authorities! Read the rest of this entry »
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May 11, 2013 at 7:30 pm · Filed under Bad Stuff, Dark Side, Mostly true, Poems ·Tagged hurting people, love, not knowing how to love, running from love, wanting to love
Do you ever think about an old friend, and wonder what happened to them; where they are now? Do you wonder why you lost touch with them; why they didn’t care about you enough to stay in touch, and remain a part of your life? I do, and it usually comes down to the fact I didn’t try to remain a part of theirs. It’s one of those things I tend to beat myself up about. Maybe I’ve got time to fix it. Read the rest of this entry »
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May 11, 2013 at 9:58 am · Filed under Mostly true, Politics, Random Thoughts, Stories ·Tagged closed minded, clothes make the man, lisp, politics
At the grocery store the other day, I ran into a guy I used to work with. He has a slight lisp, and his ”s” sounds like a “th” sometimes. You know; lisp becomes lithp. Anyway, he’s the type that likes to get your dander up by bringing up subjects he knows irritate you, and he immediately asked me what I thought about a certain hot political topic. Read the rest of this entry »
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May 5, 2013 at 1:08 pm · Filed under Family, Mostly true, Some truth to it, Stories ·Tagged children, family, fear, flashlight, funny, holding the flashlight, humor, old man, old truck, story
There were times I literally lived in fear of my dad. At the time, it wasn’t fun, and it darn sure wasn’t funny, but now, looking back, some of the things that took place were a bit humorous in a terrifying sort of way. This is one of them: Read the rest of this entry »
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May 2, 2013 at 11:40 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, fun stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged crazy kid stuff, gettin shot at, high on danger, stealing melons, teenagers
We did a lot of crazy things when we were kids, and we never thought of them as wrong, or bad; just fun. Sometimes our antics would backfire on us—actually, they almost always backfired on us—but failure never slowed us down. We drank a few beers now and then, but didn’t know about drugs. We were just high on danger… as it were. Read the rest of this entry »
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April 27, 2013 at 9:57 am · Filed under Mostly true, Poems ·Tagged aging, death, exercise, walking
I wrote this yesterday while taking one of my frequent walks. Well, actually, I just thought it up while walking, and wrote it when I got home. The portrayed visit and watching the people actually took place when I was in my late thirties, and the image and thoughts it stirred in me have remained for all these years. Read the rest of this entry »
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April 12, 2013 at 8:07 am · Filed under Family, Good stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged anniversary, first date, God, good old days, I hope that's her, love, poetry, Sherry, song
In the spring of 1995, I was just winding down from a period in my life when I had severely tested the boundaries between right and wrong. I look back on those days and wonder how I survived, much less became the somewhat decent man I am. I credit God for both, but he has a co-star in the latter; Read the rest of this entry »
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April 11, 2013 at 11:06 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, fun stuff, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged convenience store, funny, humor, laughter, service station, slow leak, story, tires
Sometimes the strangest things pop into my mind. This morning—from where it came, I can’t say—I thought of the old pumps we used to use to air up our bicycle tires, basketballs, footballs, and the like. Read the rest of this entry »
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April 5, 2013 at 7:27 am · Filed under fun stuff, Good stuff, Mostly true ·Tagged always use butter, butter, changing the recipe, cookies, cousin Susan, nut house cookies, pecans, Susie homemaker, Toll House cookies
I tried to stay out of this conversation, but I CAN’T do it! My cousin, Susan, has taken to posting Susie Homemaker tips on FaceBook, and most of them are pretty good. But she went and posted one about Toll House cookies yesterday, and my oven alarm went off! Read the rest of this entry »
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March 26, 2013 at 9:01 am · Filed under Mostly true, Other people's work, Poems, Stories ·Tagged Jagged Little Pieces, Kellie Elmore, magic in the backyard, poetry
Many of us had aspirations of greatness when we were kids, some of us still hang onto those dreams, and some—not many—maybe even reached the lofty heights to which they aspired. Some, simply didn’t dream. Me, I dreamed, but it seems I was just another face in the crowd, wielding a bat that never quite made contact, and writing songs that never got sang. It bothered me some for a bit, but I’ve come to terms with who I am and what I’ve offered up to the world. I’ve learned to do the best I can each day, and rest assured it’s enough. Read the rest of this entry »
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