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A half-hearted sun is trying to break through the clouds today and shine upon ground that is encrusted with snow. Cardinals are visiting the bird feeder, making a colorful spot of red in an otherwise bleak landscape. Trees lift bare arms to the sky . . . 

The older the violin…the more its worth.

The Gobbler
Thank God, Thanksgiving comes only once a year. If I gobbled any more often, I’d look like a stuffed turkey.
But please folks, don’t give me the bird.

The Agreement
After her annual . . . 

The brownness of November has enveloped our hills, with brown fields and meadows, and brown leaves scattered on the forest floor. The air is a little nippier, and mornings brings a coat of white frost and ice frozen in puddles. I remember how the fields . . . 

“On earth peace, goodwill toward men,” sang the angels on the first Christmas morning. The Hebrew word for peace is shalom. In Judaism shalom is a living concept, not a word; a vision for how life could be, should be, and the life God is . . . 

November is the only month people don’t mind getting the bird.

Redskins
I don’t understand all the fervor over the name Redskins, as in the Washington Redskins. Hell…I’d be honored if they’d named them after me and . . . 

The first snow of the season came in the night this week and we awakened to a white world. The trees had stripped off their colorful autumn garments and put on cloaks of white. The hemlocks branches were draped in velvet, but the bare branches of the . . . 

“Just who do you think you are?” Now there’s a question that has been posed and pointed more than a few times. Usually it is a weaponized question of sorts, laden with accusation; or it is a declaration aimed at someone’s preposterous . . . 

Throughout your career, you have been working hard to save in one or more retirement accounts. Then, once you retire, you’ll have some new decisions to make. But one choice has already been made for you: the age at which you must start taking . . . 

A kind word is never forgotten.

The Politician
Did you hear that Smith & Wesson came out with a new gun? It’s called the “Politician.” It won’t work and you can’t fire it.

Lights Out
I had four beers,
When I . . . 

The little hobgoblins and miniature witches are gone for the year, still reveling in their booty and some nursing a stomach ache. Surely this must be the dentists’ favorite holiday. I’ve always enjoyed handing out candy to the neighborhood . . . 

We are wrapping up the tag ends of summer, hurrying to finish warm weather tasks, getting ready for the colder weather ahead. Just as the woodland animals are storing their food for winter days, we are also filling the potato bin, stocking the cellar . . . 

Seventy five years ago this week, millions of ordinary Americans were convinced that the world was coming to an end. They came to this conclusion, not because Hitler was rattling his sabers in Europe and the entire world teetered on the verge of war. . . . 

Don’t worry about the dead ones in the cemetery…it’s the live ones that will bury you.

The Scariest
Who’s the scariest of them all,
The goblins or the ghosts?
The monsters or the booger man,
Which one scares us the most?

No one’s . . . 

It was harvest time, and Dolores struggled to feel like she was of any value. From the time she was a young married bride, she had worked beside her husband in the fields. She had been as proficient at running a horse team as any man. Later, as times . . . 

My wife loses a lot of things… until she finds them.

The Quiz
I pulled into Mike’s to get my car washed and said to the attendant, “If you guess why I’m washing my car, I’ll give you ten bucks.”
“Because . . . 

Last year Paramount Pictures brought to the big screen the remarkable movie entitled, “Flight,” starring Denzel Washington. Denzel played the role of Captain Whip Whitaker, a pilot with the fictional South Jet Airlines.

When we first meet . . . 

Autumn has rounded the corner and sent beautiful October weather to our hills. October gold is spread all over the landscape; gold that cannot be equaled even by the touch of King Midas. The turning leaves have a golden cast, the sunshine is pure gold . . . 

My wife loses a lot of things…until she finds them.

The Quiz
I pulled into Mike’s to get my car washed and said to the attendant, “If you guess why I’m washing my car, I’ll give you ten bucks.”
“Because . . . 

The little wild asters are making their appearance now, leaning over the creek as if watching the yellow leaves floating by. These are the blue-petaled flowers with yellow centers, probably the New England aster. They grow in clumps this time of year . . . 

“Maybe it’s time for you to settle down.” Those were my words to a friend who was seeking a bit of help with his unhappy life. It’s not that his life was an out-and-out disaster. He had all the trappings of contentment: A good . . . 

Swinging on the porch swing in the gathering darkness. . . only the monotonous sound of the night bugs. . . tree frogs singing a sleepy good-night. . . an old song runs through the mind. . .

“Once in the dear, dead days beyond recall.
When . . . 

An ancient story often retold but never without relevance, has one of the Egyptian Pharaohs making a strange request of his priests. As the sacrificial ox was being slain at the altar, the Pharaoh demands that the holy men bring to him the holiest . . . 

The computer takes more blame for the operators’ mistakes than they do. I suppose it’s because, unlike the operator, the computer doesn’t have to listen to the complainers crap!

Lots
Trudy, a very substantial woman and a waitress . . .