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Memories

Green’s Point Rules

Before my grandparents moved to their cabin in Chetek, Wisconsin, they used it for a vacation home. My grandfather typed up a set of rules for when friends and family visited the cabin. I remember the rules hanging on the wall in the hallway that led from the garage door to the kitchen. I know … Continue reading »

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Happy 4th of July, you wonderful old First Federal Savings and Loan!

Apologies to Frances Goodrich, Albert Hackett, and Frank Capra. for the misuse of their words. My first bank account was with Elgin’s First Federal Savings and Loan. Apparently, at the time, when you opened an account you were given a bank in the shape of the building. I found that bank, along with my passbooks a few years … Continue reading »

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No soap radio

My dad was a funny guy and had witty stories and jokes ready for any occasion. I don’t really remember too many of the stories and only remember one of his jokes. Maybe two. The joke I definitely remember made no sense to me when I was a kid. When I grew up I figured … Continue reading »

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Old Writing: Part 12::What I’ll be Someday

This was written on October 4, 1966. Three years later I will write another paper about my future. What I’ll be Someday I want to be a nurse and I want to be a teacher too because I like school. If I were to babysit for my brother I might like it and on the … Continue reading »

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Old Writing: Part 11::My Parents

This was written November 1966. Probably 4th grade. My Parents I love my parents very much. I need them very much because if I did not have them I cold not tell them my troubles. My dad is a mechanic. He is the only speedometer man in Elgin and my mom is a housewife. They … Continue reading »

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7-22-04: Three accounts of one day

Nearly thirteen years ago the kids and I set out on a drive to Illinois. Dean must have been on a business trip. For one reason or another, the kids and I each wrote our account of the day on Holiday Inn stationery. We really didn’t need to write down the part about the seatbelt … Continue reading »

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Declutter 2017: Little Golden Records

For the past few decades I’ve been in the market for an affordable record player that was capable of playing 78s because I had a pile of Little Golden Records from my childhood that I wanted to hear again. I remembered playing some of these records over and over again and even wrote about them in … Continue reading »

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Old Writing: Part 7::What Do I Want to Be?

It seems like this was from a prompt. I wrote it in 1969 so that would have made me going on 13 years old. I was either in 5th or 6th grade. Dona P. 23 4-21-69 What Do I Want to Be? What do I want to be? Well, I’ll tell you. I want to … Continue reading »

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Tanner

Probably the best gift I ever gave anyone was the Christmas I gave my brother a puppy. He’d recently lost his dog, Franz, and somehow Dean and I found out about a litter of puppies that were being given away in Elgin. Dean and I picked out a female, brought it to my apartment for … Continue reading »

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Fountain at Cair Paravel by Jeremy

Many years ago I was friends with an art student. He’s an artist now. He and I shared a love of the Chronicles of Narnia so he painted a scene from Prince Caspian for me. I believe this is supposed to be part of the courtyard at Cair Paravel. I am too lazy to find … Continue reading »

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