Rabbit Hole

I know I have been way, way too maudlin of late. Criticism is not acceptable because I am aware of the issue and it is my damned site. If I cannot pour out a tiny, tiny bit of my pain here of all places, there is no other...

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Bob Again?

Growing up, I was always Bobby. I was good with that until June 6, 1968. From then on out, I was Bob. The only exception were family members who never adapted. Oh, my high school classmates still called me by my ubiquitous...

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Coping

I had a friend say to me the other day he didn’t know how I got out of bed every day. Obviously he truly understood the loss of Sandy and the suffering I was going through even though I had been so very careful not to...

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What money means

I am going to meet with my financial planner next week. I am still trying to extricate myself from bad financial expenditures left over from things I did for Sandy. My financial planner has been understanding but has been...

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Equal Pay for Equal Work

First and foremost, I am a strong advocate or equal pay for equal work. I have always been and have actively corrected all such inequities in my few positions of administration in my professional career, period. At the same...

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Dumb-Ass Majors

I wonder if I am alone or if I am just a cranky curmudgeon? (Probably guilty) I get upset when I see so many people pissing away their opportunities for a higher education for what can only be described as frivolous...

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The Mighty Conspiracies

I have been a “fan” of conspiracy theories pretty much all of my life. I think I have personally helped support at least 1/2 of the Kennedy assassination theorists by buying their books. But really! I mean really, how can...

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My Values and Me

I have been getting some issues regarding the context of my beliefs, so here goes. I always try to respect everyone’s beliefs if they give respect to others. I do not have to agree with them as long as they are willing to...

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Alone

I married Sandy a week after my 40th birthday. Late bloomer I know. The best part was she was the love of my life. We spent very few days apart (work and hospitalizations) for all of the next 30 years, and month, and 14 days...

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