Category Archives: pk Personal

K.’s Teaching folder was primary; the Personal, or Bio, folder was secondary.


Monthly: scrapbook: reborn each month (Monthly Note follows below) My President Ho boy, talk about impeaching Trump: for dong what he’s famous for: firing somebody. Talk about impeachment should allow him to rest easy: if we didn’t impeach Nixon then … Continue reading

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Happy Easter

/ Chat / Seasonal / Happy Easter! I loved Easter as a kid. The forsythia was in bloom! Broke as we were, Mom tried to get us new clothes. I loved the choir singing the Hallelujah Chorus. I was in … Continue reading

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Aging Scrapbook

/ Stories / By Age / ’70s / Traffic I’ve been riding my bike nearly every day for a bit now, three miles, five miles … I’m embarrassed to report a mistake I just made: I was pedalling home through … Continue reading

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Monthly Archives 2

Reason Derailed] 2016 12 24 I’m watching Good Night and Good Luck, Edward R. Murrow vs. McCarthy, vs. J. Edgar: civilization vs. honesty. US establishment is throwing its weight around, calling everybody a Communist, all unconsciounable behavior at best, now … Continue reading

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Carousel Cosmology

/ Movies / Immortal Rubbish I love Carousel. I love the songs, the staging, the lyrics. I love Rogers, I love Hammerstein. I also love holding the story in contempt. Carousel (1956) bubbled up on my streaming list last evening, … Continue reading

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Cobble Trip

/ Stories / Kid / Jan just told me a current story of her granddaughter getting her foot caught between the subway train and the subway platform as the train started to pull away. She’s black and blue but still … Continue reading

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Others’ Stories Scrapbook

/ Stories / Others’ / Sovereign Justice 2016 10 15 I’m paused in the movie Basketball Diaries to tell a story from my father about a friend of his. Credits roll to a disrespectful audio about Catholic education. We’re in … Continue reading

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