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When I was young

Posted on December 8, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

“When I was born, Moby Dick was a minnow,” said the white haired docent at the Sacramento Train Museum. My Poppa Lang had moved from Arizona at age 19 to work on the railroad.  I gues it’s in my blood.  We … Continue reading →

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I don’t remember

Posted on November 20, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

It being this hard.  I babysat the grandkids for a few hours the other morning.  “Let’s walk to the park,” I suggested for lack of a better idea.  “I want to take my bike,” said the Worm.  It still had … Continue reading →

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Let us not forget

Posted on September 11, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

On this date of remembrance, let us not forget the solidarity and patriotism emerging from the ashes.  Remember the sacrifices of those who protect our freedoms.  This election year please so your due diligence and learn about your choices.  Vote responsibly for leaders who will … Continue reading →

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Who said you couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty together again?

Posted on July 15, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

I made a deal with the GAP.  You put together all the stuff I bought in the last year that’s still in boxes and I’ll watch your kids.  Win-win. We dragged the large crate containing the upstairs TV stand downstairs.  … Continue reading →

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Your life is a story

Posted on June 29, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Yesterday, Vida dropped by with her video camera and a sheet of questions.  “I want to tape your life story for your grandchildren,” she stated.  It was exactly Ralph Edwards and This Is Your Life, but I was game.  “What … Continue reading →

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Open your heart

Posted on May 24, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

I often think about the things I haven’t done.  I haven’t enriched the world with my inventions or cured cancer.  I have problems just figuring which direction to head out from my driveway.  I haven’t read all the good books.  … Continue reading →

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Luxury suite

Posted on May 19, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

The Bug and his dad went on a Father-Son campout last night.  I’ve “pretended” to like camping most of my adult life, but to be honest I think flush toilets are just about my favorite invention. One week after Cheezy … Continue reading →

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Up, up and away

Posted on May 12, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Long hours, too short of days is my life lately.  The upside is that the family vacation to Costa Rica is paid for.  But even with the next goal – a resistance spa – in mind, the seven-day-a-week, twelve hour … Continue reading →

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The big red caboose

Posted on May 7, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

I could be writing about coming in last, but I’m not.  I could be writing about my rear end, but I am not.  Surprise…  I’m writing about a big red caboose.  Saturday was Train Days in Fullerton.  We sat in … Continue reading →

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A flood of memories

Posted on May 5, 2012 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

“The Worm is going on a date with her dad tonight,” said the GAP.  “They’re going to a Daddy-Daughter dance.  I even painted her fingernails.”  (Not “hooker red,” I hoped.) A flood of memories took over.  My dates with my … Continue reading →

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