Tag: nonfiction
member name: Clyde Grauke
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October 05, 2007 11:03 PM EDT --
The Standing People, as the Native Americans referred to trees, are a special group among my circle of friends. It may have started when I met the old Cottonwood tree my mother knew down the road from . . .
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October 28, 2007 10:52 PM EDT --
I was asked how the fractal-based image "Insight #3" was made so I will reconstruct that the best I can here. I created it in Dec 2005 but I think I can still see where it came from. . . .
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October 05, 2007 11:08 PM EDT --
It seemed like a simple-enough idea, and I was open to any idea related to exploring. I think I was with some other guys, about my age. We would have been between 8-12 years old. We were walking around . . .
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October 05, 2007 11:11 PM EDT --
The tip of my forceps moves gently through the small pebbles as I search the remnants of an ancient seashore. I sort the pebbles into different piles and then…there…the small spiral rock. . . .
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October 05, 2007 11:12 PM EDT --
When we two kids had tumbled into the back seat of the car, mom double checked to see that she had the Argus while Dad drove off down the caliche street alongside our house to head for the lake. The sun . . .
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October 30, 2007 09:34 PM EDT --
Most things around me were hand-made when I was growing up, including the gate to my backyard. The gate was painted white just like our wooden clapboard house, which my father had also built. . . .
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October 04, 2007 11:12 PM EDT --
Our backyard is a place of solace, or at least I have heard that said by a few who have looked out our kitchen window. More than a few others have said it is pretty…all of which rather amuses me . . .
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October 05, 2007 11:14 PM EDT --
Recently I have been getting more and more junk mail trying to get me to come to seminars on retirement or that offer to help me work my way through the Medicare maze. This junk mail is addressed to me . . .
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November 01, 2007 09:41 AM EDT --
We have wind chimes in the backyard. They have a pleasant, deep, natural sound that we enjoy if the wind is not too high. There are times when the wind chimes are playing soft and easy that I always think . . .
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October 14, 2009 03:25 PM EDT --
Hoi Polloi III has been released. This is a very good book that is well worth the purchase price, all proceeds of which go to charity. In the case of this edition, the proceeds go to the North Shore Medical . . .
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October 05, 2007 10:54 PM EDT --
The footsteps…you might think they were ponderous and heavy in their slow motion…their repetition…playing it over and over in my head with a strange fascination with the incongruous . . .
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October 05, 2007 11:10 PM EDT --
We have wind chimes in the backyard. They have a pleasant, deep, natural sound that we enjoy if the wind is not too high. There are times when the wind chimes are playing soft and easy that I always think . . .
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October 05, 2007 10:56 PM EDT --
The fisherman was standing beside the small, man-made lake. His line was in the water. I saw him standing still and alone on the shore, but I figured he was not alone…he was with the memories of . . .
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September 23, 2009 08:23 AM EDT --
He held his newly completed flint knife blade up against the clear blue sky of the falling leaves time. The cutting edge looked good. He rubbed the blade between his brown and weathered . . .
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