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I shall not cease from exploration
7 years ago I began this blog. I first started writing pieces while living in Brooklyn. I worked with a web designer who taught me how to put everything together. During this time, Gregory, my son, moved to his own apartment in Brooklyn. Soon both Sally and I retired. She moved to Cincinnati. I moved to Asbury Park. It was both exciting and sad. But once Sally and I moved, we talked everyday. It was our way of keeping the connection and the friendship. My intention for writing was to find a story with emotional resonance for me and write about it. Then I would marry this short piece with…
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Happy as the Grass was Green
When I wake up in the morning, it is hard for me to remember my dreams from the night before. But, occasionally a dream will drift into my daytime hours. Even a waking dream can give clues to who I am and what’s on my mind. The other day I found myself thinking about two jobs that I had during my college years. The summer of 1972, I took a job working at the Brockway Glass Company in Washington, PA. The company hired college students to make boxes and watch for flawed glass coming out of the hot furnaces on the conveyor belt. Often I worked the midnight to eight…
