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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Saturday, October 1, 2022

Today in Waldport Oregon

 

October 1, 2015  (I was 70)

 

     Today in Waldport Oregon

Forty-five years after the date

I optimistically predicted it would happen

smoke is drifting into the body of the legal system

I also thought it would alter attitudes

Such are the musings of those who think

they have encountered a path to a universal logic

An older friend raised a brow and dropped a jaw

Not in my lifetime he said and was tragically correct

Sometimes it takes a mobius path of persistence

to be turned down and around again at last

to come upon those whose motives methods and modes

only vaguely relate to my initial perceptions

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