I Remember

Funny how you remember things. I remember the first time I heard of Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz, the famous Mexican poet. It was during a stay at college. I was in a car with a woman I’d recently met and she mentioned Sor Juana. I’ve remembered and been interested in Sor Juana ever since but I barely remember the woman. Her name was Jane, I think. At the time I was quite smitten with Jane, but it’s Sor Juana I remember.

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Twenty Below

When I first moved to New Mexico many years ago, I told the gas station attendant (yeah, that long ago) to be sure the car’s antifreeze was good to 20 below. He looked at me like I was crazy, but, no, I was just from Colorado. You never hear much about antifreeze these days – have cars changed? Have radiators changed? What’s the story on antifreeze in 2017?

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Your own two feet

I remember my mom saying, “use your own two feet,” when I complained about wanting to go somewhere she didn’t have time to take me. Way back then, I didn’t realize what a gift it was to have two good feet and two good legs that would propel me through space and take me places with ease. Feet, knees, legs, I want to thank you for your service. You’ve done well.

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Gravel Rain

It sounds like gravel rain above my head, like sprinkling a sack of candy under a broken piñata. Then follows the crunch of heavy boots and the spreading noise of sweeping. Grit and dust shower down from ancient things dislodged. This roof, it’s a filthy job.

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New Clothes

Are you a thrift store shopper or do you want your new clothes to actually be new clothes? I do a bit of both. When you are still wearing 25 year old tee shirts, maybe finding new clothes of any kind isn’t really your main focus in life.

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Childhood idol

Many people have talked about Carrie Fisher as a childhood idol. For my generation her mother Debbie Reynold was the idol. For me personally, I idolized Esther Williams when I was a child. She was a swimmer, as I was, and she could do magical things in the water. I wanted to do everything in the water that Esther Williams could do.

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Strange Gifts

You’ve been opening presents lately, right? I’ll bet there are some strange gifts in your history. Things you can’t imagine why someone gave you? Mine was a basketball. What did I want with a basketball? Nothing, actually. But I got one. Odd how other people around me had so much fun with it.

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Dinner’s Ready

Happy holiday remembrances usually involve the smells of wonderful things cooking and baking while mothers or grandmothers labored in the kitchen. The rest of the family waited eagerly for that announcement, “Dinner’s ready,” so they could crowd together around a table and praise the food and eat too much. If you had a happy family, and happy memories, you’re really remembering the love. Do that. Remember the love.

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Nanosecond

I look away for just a nanosecond and lose all train of thought. It’s this election. No one can focus on anything but watching it come to an end. Tonight it will be over. The people will have elected a new President. Maybe then we can all concentrate on something for longer than nanoseconds again.

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My Dad

My dad taught me to fish, hunt, tie flies, crank an ice cream freezer and play golf. He took me outside to walk through river bottoms and pine covered hills. He let me row the boat in search of catfish and drive the truck to learn to shift gears. The biggest gift he gave me, however, was his love of learning.

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