Category Archives: Biographical Essays

On Overcoming Phobias

When I was very young, about ten years old, I spent the summer at Camp Ropioa near Harrison, Maine. One day I caught and was playing with a snake. It didn’t like being held by a big monster. So, it … Continue reading

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The Crazy Mud Caper

The Crazy Mud Caper I’m seventy-three years old and should know better! It was late in the season, late September. Kate and Lon were visiting for some R&R and theater. Saturday afternoon nothing was scheduled and the weather was warm and … Continue reading

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My Sentimental Journey Part 5

Day 28: Thursday: Geneseo, IL to Omaha, NE: First thing in the morning I checked the damage I had done to the Air-conditioner and the roof. It was bad! The A/C was totally destroyed and it had jammed a hole … Continue reading

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My Sentimental Journey Part 4

My Sentimental Journey Part 4 Day 23: Saturday, Washington, DC: Not our best sight-seeing day: We started out for the post office and George (the GPS) wanted me to take a left onto New York Avenue. Normally that might be … Continue reading

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Mt Sentimental Journey Part 3

Mt Sentimental Journey Part 3 Day 18: Monday: Washington, DC: Today we delivered Lucy to the vet for a doggie cab ride to Shady Spring Kennels for four days of doggie camp. She will get a 15 minute walk (with … Continue reading

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My Sentimental Journey, Part 2

My sentimental Journey Part 2 Day 10: Sunday, Savannah, GA: Michele took a tour of the city while I stayed with the camper and did maintenance work. I cut a larger hole for the new carbon monoxide detector. In a … Continue reading

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My Sentimental Journey Part 1

My Sentimental Journey – 2011 Several years ago I got the idea to take a trip across the country visiting places I wanted to see and places I had lived or had fond memories of.  I hung a map of … Continue reading

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