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The Laundry

Sometime during the summer of my tenth birthday, I learned how to do laundry.  My mother was giving my oldest brother the procedural rundown before he went off to college as a freshman. I stood Read more…

The Jobs

I had a barracks roommate 25 years ago while in the Army, who for amusement broke down our lives into the varied job skills they contained. All the little stuff our days consisted of as Read more…

The Batting Cage

An outdoor batting cage stood between the Pyeongtaek (평택) train station and a lane where, it was said, the mafia controlled the sex trade. Red light. American soldiers were off limits to the sex workers, Read more…

The Skating Rink

REO Speedwagon carried us around the skating rink in perpetual left turns. Our own version of a flat NASCAR track in a dim, windowless building that once had been a service station situated along the Read more…

The Bat

A wooden Louisville Slugger stands in the corner next to my family’s front door.  Black electrical tape wraps much of the bat’s handle. And then some. It squeezes tight a hairline that fissured during batting Read more…

The Trees

There was a sprawling tree of essential importance in the yard of my childhood. It stood in the crook of the northeast elbow of our yard. The grasses of the back and side yards blended Read more…

The Church

Anne Lamott talks of being a Sunday school teacher at a failing church. The context for this description seems to be, or at least include, the fact of low prayer turnout.  She talked on Rainn Read more…

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