I don’t write in a journal everyday, but I have accumulated many entries over the past 50+ years beginning in 1966. Some items evolved into longer works. Among the leftovers little pieces survived. I thought a collection of these with a piece culled from the same date in a past year would make an interesting yearbook. The consistencies and inconsistencies of mind, skipping back and forth across time, provide varied perspectives. It is difficult to remember the context of the past we’ve lived; we also make suppositions about times that predate ourselves.

The few alterations from original drafts were to improve clarity. The worst of my work is not included. There remains enough mediocrity and immaturity to make me feel humble and you feel smart. There are also moments of accidental insight and incidental humor.

Author Stephen Crane referred to his little pieces as pills…apparently they were small and somewhat hard to swallow, but good for you.


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Wednesday, August 12, 2020

The have fun gang had fun on the way to having fun.

from this week in August 2014  (I was 69)

 

The have fun gang had fun on the way to having fun.

Getting there was half the fun 

The HFG did good if embarrassed into it

did mischief if it could get away with it

never sought to harm or set off the alarm

Steal your crab apples but not break your windows

They had fun at other’s expense

because they had no money to spend

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