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Road trip, 1965 –

When I was a kid we planted trees by the lake 72 pine seedlings hauled north in milk cartons arranged on the back floor of a ’39 Dodge the trees and I were small, green, pliable in need of nurturing … Continue reading

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Campfire poem # 54

The embers of the campfire glow, fade with the vagaries of the waning lake breeze brilliant orange, gray, orange, silver, orange reminding me of 1969; flashing, broken neon small, single level roadside motels on old black-and-white signed U.S. highways frequented … Continue reading

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