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On August 27th, 1999, Hall of Famer Wade Boggs played his final game in the Major Leagues. In my mid-sixties now, there are times when I feel completely discombobulated by the passing of Time. If you would have asked me just yesterday, I would have said that Wade Boggs probably played his last game 10… Read more
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Since I work so far ahead here at ClimbingSky, I keep a calendar that highlights the days that already have a posting scheduled for them. August 26th was highlighted on that calendar. But it turns out that I did NOT have anything written or scheduled for today. Let me rectify that now, at least for… Read more
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He put on a pot of coffee, started the Great Fugue on the phonograph, and took a shower. He was very quick about it, for he was dressed in clean clothes and was having his cup of coffee before the music was completed. He looked out through the window at the lot and up at… Read more
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Faith without reason is not Faith (capital “F”). It is merely the baptism of an opinion. The ruined abbeys you find seemingly everywhere around Ireland are testimony to the excesses of Protestantism, which unfortunately tried to fix a church in desperate need of fixing by divorcing Reason and Faith. Luther and Calvin believed that Faith and Reason… Read more
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On August 23rd, 1982, Seattle pitcher Gaylord Perry (and future Hall of Famer) was ejected in the seventh inning of a 4-3 loss to the Red Sox for doctoring the baseball. It was the first time in his 20 Major League seasons that the self-proclaimed spitball king had been bounced for that offense. Gaylord Perry was… Read more
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Bathing is an undescribed luxury. To feel the wind blow on your body, the water flow on you and lave you, is a rare physical enjoyment this hot day. The water is remarkably warm here, especially in the shallows,—warm to the hand, like that which has stood long in a kettle over a fire. The… Read more
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Throwback Thursdays” at ClimbingSky feature posts I wrote over a 15 year period for various blogs. This was first posted on January 29, 2011 There is a peculiar irony that this poem about a famous poet’s death was written by a poet who died so anonymously that his body was not found for several days… Read more
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Writing this as I am in late June, I am merely guessing at the direction my Local Nine, the Minnesota Twins, have gone. I suspect though it has not been pretty. The Twins in late June are considered the slowest team in the Major Leagues. With the exception of Byron Buxton and Harrison Bader the… Read more
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This time of year, this great routine from George Carlin often comes to my mind. For those who have not seen it, you are in for a treat. For those who have seen it even as often as I have, it only gets better. Read more
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Mayor Orden looked at his watch and when Joseph came in, carrying a small cup of black coffee, he took it absent-mindedly. “Thank you,” he said, and he sipped it. “I should be clear,” he said apologetically to Doctor Winter. “I should be—do you know how many men the invader has?” “Not many,” the doctor… Read more
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