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I get ads for heavy industrial machinery. I have no idea why this should be. My Internet searches rarely if ever venture into that territory,
Oh, oh, oh! It now occurs to me that I have searched for small screen printing equipment and leather embossers. But that has very little to do with...
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Contraceptives were illegal in many jurisdictions back then. My Dear Old Ma, who had her tubes tied in 1958, had to first have her husband’s permission. Many if not most people thought that appropriate. I fear that too many still do.
Of course. I think the post of mine you quoted makes that clear. But thanks for pointing out the obvious.
Had national service been compulsory when I was that age, my willingness, or lack thereof, wouldn’t have mattered.
I was greatly relieved that conscription ended shortly before I was eligible.
But you know how things look differently depending on where you’re standing? These days I’m far more receptive to some sort of compulsory national service. So few of us have any skin in the game anymore. And the...
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Yeah, same with in-city driving — taxicabs, courier cars, delivery trucks, and now Uber and Lyft, etc. Sedentary but stressful, living on fast food and coffee, and in some cases not knowing how much you’ll take home (or to the bar) for your efforts.
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Part of me regrets never having been a long-haul trucker. But a bigger part of me knows the novelty would wear off after a year or two. And I strongly suspect that the real truckers, the career guys and gals, would detect that I was just vacationing in their world, and might rightfully be...
… you come to the realization that for much of your life you’ve kept regular company with what most other people would consider marginal characters.
It’s certainly isn’t that I sought out these, um, colorful personages. (I harbor little good will for people from comfortable backgrounds who go...
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My occasional forgetfulness has me fearing, not entirely without good reason, that senility is on the horizon.
My wife’s dad died last fall. Alzheimer’s did him in. My favorite uncle is gradually slipping away with vascular dementia, among other things. He still knows who he’s speaking...
I suppose it’s small consolation to know that your father was in plentiful if not good company.
My father died when I was four months old. My stepfather was in my life less than a year later, so he was the only dad I ever knew. His inability to hold a job wouldn’t have been such a problem if...
It wasn’t until I got married at what some might think a late point in life (age 44) that I gave much consideration to how I would get by once I got old. Perhaps that was due in part to it taking that long for me to accept that I would indeed grow old (if I was lucky) and partly because another...
I’m supremely grateful for what I have. God knows I’m no more deserving of it than people in far more trying circumstances.
Gratitude comes easier to those of us who have done without. We know how good we have it.
“And how should we behave during this Apocalypse? We should be unusually kind to one another, certainly. But we should also stop being so serious. Jokes help a lot. And get a dog, if you don’t already have one.”
— Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
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Looks a lot like our Sandy, who went to doggie Heaven late last year. He, too, had been neglected before he came our way. The rescue we got him from showed us a photo of him when he came into their shelter. He was a vaguely dog-shaped pile of matted fur. He was the type of dog that really...
As one of my specialist physicians put it to me when he hung up his spurs on account of his group practice being acquired by a large corporation, “I’m getting a bit too long in the tooth to be answering to a snooty 25-year-old.”
I always liked that guy. I hope he’s enjoying his retirement.
Every dog I’ve had are/were mutts, with the possible exception of a family dog we had when I was a kid, who may have been a purebred dachshund, although we did get him at the local dog pound on my little sister’s second birthday, so that leaves my mutt-loving credentials untarnished.
My Dear...
I believe I’ve mentioned before how the automatic ice maker in my fridge/freezer sprung a leak so rather than bothering with a repair I just shut off its water supply and bought some plastic ice cube trays, which cost far more than they should and typically don’t last but a few months before...
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