If You're Going My Way, I'll Walk With You

Dear, dear L.O., Your going was so unexpected. There was nothing to anticipate it. Neither of us knew in the morning what the evening would ...

I was looking over my draft posts and see that I have more than a dozen that I've started and not gotten around to finishing, some dati...

A repost from August 11, 2020  I ran across this comment on a message board discussing East Asian cultural and history matters: "I j...

  It's when the swallows finish up their last swoops and hand over the night to the bats.  It's when an uncertain breeze springs...

    S eptember was when it began. Locusts dying in the fields; our dogs Silent, moving like shadows on a wall; And strange worms c...

W hen I met up with el jefe in Germany last summer, we rode around on a BMW motorcycle he had borrowed via a friend, a former German Air Fo...

O ne of the unintended, perhaps unimaginable and certainly unexpected, consequences of American participation in World War II was the spread...

   “I wanted to go on sitting there , not talking, not listening to the others, keeping the moment precious for all time, becaus...

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 Preparation for adulthood. But then... ... or a husband

Boeing & UAL were part of the same corporation.  I ran across this 1936 ad for the Boeing School of Aeronautics in an old magazine the o...

Sometimes a single photo can be as rich in meaning as a novel.        

  “The devil, the originator of sorrowful anxieties and restless troubles, flees before the sound of music almost as much as before the Wor...

North American FJ-3 Furies.  When I found the album with photos from my New England grandfather's life, I also found a packet of photos ...

 I spent some time the other day digging through a couple of old boxes of family junk in storage and came across some things that caught my ...

Some days are like this -- I hope...