“Hey Susie.†“Hey Mikie.†“I have a question for you.†“Well.†“I have this package I want to send Charlie. I’m late, I can’t get a hold of Mary, and I need his Deerfield address.†I can hear Susan mumbling, “Charlie…find my file, find by contents,†then a laugh, then I laugh because I know […]
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I make promises I can’t keep. Chris’s influence on our camping trip for instance…I’m bored with the idea. The problem is, I’ve told the stories too many times, and my brain will freeze if I attempt to write them. Better is his dad’s email to Molly, Chris’s sister: Dear Molly, Chris and I just came […]
Hiking the Appalachian Trail near our first night’s campsite, we came to this foot-numbingly cold stream. It’s about fifty yards wide, and while the trail ends on one side and clearly begins again on the other, we thought, this is not possible. “They†can’t be asking “us” to roll up our pants and walk through […]
MarkÃs customary camping clothing is Early Hobo. This time, however, dressed in wool pants given to him by Adam, and a spiffy blue jacket given to him by his brother, Mark resembled a model from J.Crew. Here, he’s careful not to get his feet damp. The Bigger Picture Speaking of bums, how about this pair […]
View larger image Sunday morning Mark was awakened by the sound of sloshing water. He didn’t know the source, but at first thought it was the guys in the other tent, shaking water jugs like maracas. When he connected the noise to reality – two moose walking in ankle deep water five feet from the […]
Another Sunday, another Rick Scalise performance. It was Halloween, and Rick played classical music that might loosely be associated with the event. He began with Gounod’s, “Funeral March for a Marionette,†which is more commonly known as the theme music to …..Alfred Hitchcock Presents. He also played Liszt and Bach and ended with Peer Gynt’s, […]
Siblings – Mark, Jon and Jan. Saturday was the annual tree cutting day at Mark Queijo’s. Adam and I drove out together and along with Al, Jan, Brett,Jon, John, Dwight, Kevin, Mark and Jan, we chain-sawed nine trees into splitable length logs. T’was another long, hard day, with two notable events. First, Janice Elaine Queijo […]
Sunday’s phone conversation with my mother. I lead off. “Have you talked to Peter?†“Yes. He’s very busy, which is good.†“That’s what he tells me. And still no place to live. I can’t imagine having to move because of other people’s whims. He’s too old for that.†“Remember, Mack was forty-eight when we moved […]
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