Monthly Archives: September 2012

Where’s the cradle?

After things fell through with the Montell lumber, we stalled for two weeks.  I suspect Bob was as sad as I was about the lack of a plan.  I fielded calls from the Boerne and Gonzales sawmill operators.   I didn’t … Continue reading

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Cradle, cradle, cradle, I made it out of….

Oh, wait.  That’s a dreidel. When Bob’s daughter announced she would have a baby in the fall, he decided to build his first grand baby a cradle.  Twenty four years ago Bob built a rocking crib for his kids, one … Continue reading

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My peg-leg life

To say the patient is getting over it after an operation for appendicitis is one thing; after he’s had his leg off is quite another. After that operation either the wounded stump heals or the man dies. If it heals, … Continue reading

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The Stingray Hop

The only thing I knew about stingray barbs before last week-end is that one killed the Crocodile Hunter.  I have seen them pulled onto the pier by fishing folks, but I thought they were only dangerous to divers who tried … Continue reading

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Making change

I hate change.  A friend sent me a text message with the words, “I HATE transitions and it seems that my life is full of transitions now!” I thought about her text.  Does it sound better to call a change … Continue reading

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