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    Monday, 17 July 2017

    "What is truth? said jesting Pilate, and would not stay for an answer. Certainly there be, that delight in giddiness, and count it a bondage to fix a belief; affecting free-will in thinking, as well as in acting. And though the sects of philosophers
  • Posted in Blogs ·
    Thursday, 13 July 2017

    "My life has been the poem I would have writ,  But I could not both live and utter it." Henry David Thoreau Born July 12, 1817
  • Posted in Blogs ·
    Friday, 30 June 2017

    So when Aeschylus guided his Pen Or whatever they used way back Then, All the choir was Aquiver For the man could Deliver Which who did which what which way When.
  • Posted in Blogs ·
    Saturday, 10 June 2017

    Once upon a time In a distant land Something didn’t happen And everyone was glad. Once upon a time Neither here nor there Something didn’t happen But nobody knew where. Once upon a time Anywhere but here Something didn’t happen And someone cried a
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    Monday, 29 May 2017

    "United there is little we cannot do in a host of cooperative ventures. Divided there is little we can do -- for we dare not meet a powerful challenge at odds and split asunder." John F. Kennedy (Born May 29, 1917) Inaugural Address http://www.amer

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Ken Hartke In Praise of Old Hotels – Taos and Leadville
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The road is always calling... I'm debating with myself about driving up into Wyoming for the solar e...
Stephen Evans In Praise of Old Hotels – Taos and Leadville
20 July 2017
I so enjoy these - they make me want to hit the road!
Ken Hartke In Praise of Old Hotels – Taos and Leadville
20 July 2017
I'm glad you liked it. I enjoy visiting these authentic old places and appreciate the effort to kee...
Katherine Gregor In Praise of Old Hotels – Taos and Leadville
20 July 2017
I so enjoy your descriptions of various hotels! Each has its distinctive personality. I have fond m...
Stephen Evans The Poem I would have Writ
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Maybe it is an excuse though I tend to read is more as frustration with the choice between being in...

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