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hours. I was reading a popular human relationship column in the Cincinnati
Enquire this morning and the focus was on ‘self importance’. I immediately
thought of my note to fellow classmates about Bill Miller. I had not thought of
it as self-importance but now I do. Mary M., Fritz and Judy S. enjoyed my
comments, so I am assuming they didn’t see it that way. Those weren’t my
conscious thoughts as I wrote it; at least I don’t think so. Nothing I care to
do about it now.
Obviously the ‘self-important’ stickage is
not something you want on your headstone. What you want on your headstone is
“Mostly Fiction”. Why don’t we let it go. Talk to Kim about having that put on
your headstone later – Mostly Fiction seems most apt. Drop the thoughts boy,
not worth the mental debate. Post. –Amorella
After
noon local time. Carol is having a light lunch before the doctor’s visit. You
are going to take a diet orange soda with you. You both did your exercises;
yours were the usual forty minutes. – Amorella
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hours. I love the concept of old Westerville, how it was during and just after
the war up to 1950 after we moved to Minerva Park. It reminds me of the Grover’s
Corners setting in Wilder’s Our Town. I was always acquainted with
Otterbein Cemetery. I had fun playing all kinds of make up games on and around
the cemetery grounds. I always knew the Dead were under my feet and I thought
of them as friends who were watching over me like my parents and grandparents
and neighbors did. As I grew older the cemetery became fuller and I noted the
new stones more personally because I ‘knew’ those people and they ‘knew’ me.
They were mostly relatives or neighbors or people in the ‘village’ of the old
Westerville I knew. I was always comfortable in town and I’ll be comfortable
buried in Otterbein. I worked at the other cemeteries also when with Blendon
Township. Pioneer, at the south end of town, Blendon Township out on Dempsey
Road, the old Methodist Cemetery at the near north end of Westerville, right
next to some of the men’s college dorms. Dave Short and I cut the grass,
trimmed and trimmed the bushes as well as made sure the cemeteries were cleaned
up for visitors during those summers of our college years. I liked working for
the Dead. I felt comfortable with it and took it as a personal obligation, a
duty of respect for ‘all’ the Dead who had been people not just military
veterans. (1253)
Mid-afternoon. Carol passed her final
physical knee replacement exam and you both decided to share a two scoop
Graeter’s turtle sundae to celebrate. Tonight, a change of pace; you are going
to the Brazenhead Irish Pub for supper. Later today or tomorrow you are taking
the twin bed back to Kim’s old room. You reminded Carol of Linda’s (and your)
suggestion buying new furniture for the TV room since you are not moving
anytime soon (so far as you know). – Amorella
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hours. I am so glad she ‘passed’ and of course so is she. Now things can get
back to normal. The throw rugs in the hall can be put down as well as other
throw rugs and the living room coffee table can be put in its normal place, not
off to the side. The chairs and coffee table in the TV room can also be put in
their normal places too. The place will look more normal when Craig and Alta
arrive within a couple of weeks.
You
had a good supper and Carol is still excited about the doctor’s orders (so to
speak) to do, as she will, but no marathons. As such, she is walking in Pine
Hill Lakes Park for the first time in a very long time. She is trying
twenty-minutes worth because the terrain is not flat but she is staying on the
main paved path. You are parked in the shade up by the earthen dam with the
windows down and facing east so not to startle the walkers or runners moving by
on the path. – Amorella
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hours. I think I might make some women apprehensive sitting facing the path as
they come around the curve in the woods. I don’t wish to scare people unless
its kids coming for candy at Halloween. We are going to miss it again this year
but we’ll leave treats next door with Kings anyway. There aren’t nearly so many
little ones. Shoot, as soon as I laughed or smiled the scary wall was gone and
up they came for a treat or two. Earlier we drove up to Monroe to drop off a
contract with Mid-Miami to repair our roof. The shingles we have a 25 to 30
year warranty so it is better to repair than put new ones on since our shingles
are only about twelve years old.
You watched a DVRed NBC News and last night’s
“Rizzoli and Isles.” Carol just went up to read before bed and you are heading
up to listen to some relaxing music first. Post. - Amorella
You
were reading a new BBC article on the ‘history of punctuation’ and enjoyed it very
much; so much so that you shared it on your Facebook page tonight. The point
here is that upon reflection of the article – and the separation of the
emotional from the intellectual – you have come to the realization that one of
the great differences between the Merlyn’s Mind trilogy and the GMG trilogy (as
by how they were and are being written) is that the Merlyn’s Mind trilogy is
steeped in great passion, and at times, near madness. - Amorella
It is truly a rough draft but one closest to how it was when
I felt I was possessed to tell the truth of what it is to be myself coming out
of the spiritual desert like an Ezekiel combined with William Blake and the
character of Captain Ahab. The first trilogy was my white whale rising and
there is nothing that could be done about it. I caught the whale in my head and
strung it out in three books of letters to dry. Not wanting it to decay and rot
I am now cataloging my great white whale and trying to do it justice through a
better art of writing. I don’t know if I will succeed; but this is due to the
respect I have for the ‘dulled (if not now dead passion for the original within).
I feel relief in sharing this. (2204)
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