Tag Archives: Observations

Main Street of Woodstock, Virginia in the Late 1940’s (Video)

This video is of Main Street in Woodstock, Virginia filmed by Sam Smith sometime during the late 1940’s.   Read my short gibberish and then watch a really cool video. Continue reading Main Street of Woodstock, Virginia in the Late 1940’s (Video)

An Amendment to Yesterday’s Story

I left out one little tale from yesterday’s story (Lineman for the County).  It’s all fun and games when a nineteen-year-old is risking his life climbing a telephone pole just to make some beer money for college.  But what happens when he’s a part of a telephone monopoly’s conspiracy to ruin a small business owner’s property?

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Permanent Marker-The Sequel

A continuation of the Roanoke story: down, almost gone, but not finished.

Permanent Marker

The Activity Director and her staff did a terrific job of scheduling creative activities for the residents of the home.  There were dry erase boards at two of the nurses’ stations that listed the activities by day and by hour.  Continue reading Permanent Marker-The Sequel

Makes Perfect Sense to Me

You know that flood of memories that you get when you hear that certain song on the radio, catch a whiff of a certain aroma in the air, or taste something special for the first time in years.  A person’s five senses sure can play games with their mind; some producing smiles full of happiness, while others stir the pot of sadness which you thought were safely set aside forever. Continue reading Makes Perfect Sense to Me

Snake Oil

I walked into the doctor’s office and yelled “Doctor, Doctor, it hurts when I move my arm like this!”

And my doctor said “Well, you’re just getting old”

That’s her answer.  Every time.  Not matter what my complaint.  “Doc.  Notice how this bone’s sticking out of my shoulder?  Sortta like Quasimodo?  I think something’s wrong”

“Well, you’re just getting…”  Yea, yea, I know. Continue reading Snake Oil

Dead Deer

Water has always played a special part in my life.  I lived in embryonic fluid during my earlier days. The only hobby that I’ve consistently enjoyed throughout the years is standing in, on, or near a body of water while trying to catch a fish.  No wait, two hobbies involving water.  Standing in, on, or near a body of water while trying to catch a glimpse of a bikini.  I use water to make my coffee every morning. Continue reading Dead Deer