Category: Archives
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Happy 4th of July!
If you’ve never attended a 4th of July parade in a small town, I recommend you do so, and soon.
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Returning the Ring
A hot shower hit just right. I put on a Springsteen USA shirt and joined Larry and Meredith in the living room.
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Home
Downtown Ludington after midnight the day before the 4th of July was quieter than I imagined it would be. A few bar goers stumbled along the sidewalk, but most would be a few blocks down James Street at the main stretch of pubs.
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On the Road with Larry
I drove my bug-splattered Jeep around back and parked it next to the Scout. Paul used to watch Dad and I hunched over novelizations of popular movies, comparing notes we’d written in the margins. A chip off the old block, he’d say before disappearing behind another Mad Magazine. I moved bags of snacks and water…
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Earnest Ernest
Of all the thrift stores I stepped into, this one had me calling hello as if I was walking into the bungalow of a buddy I’d known since grade school. All I had for inspiration was Meredith saying once, “I’m surprised you’ve never met EJ with all the times he and Earnest came to shows…
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Hello, San Francisco
I cruised west through the city listening to my San Francisco mix, starting with The Grateful Dead’s “Fire on the Mountain.”
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The Alphabet Game
I was standing on a bluff in high grass overlooking the Pacific Ocean. Children slid down the steep dunes on burlap sacks marked with logos for old beer. The ride ended at a beach where more children fueled a bonfire with record albums.
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