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January 2016

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Excepting the ‘Jungle Book’ and ‘Just So Stories’, I have never been much of a reader of Kipling. Three things occurred that lead me write a little on one of our most beloved poets, the first two reasons being much more of a knee jerk reaction than the third,…

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  The question of where I am going to sleep for the night has never been a threat worthy of my consideration, and that there should be food on the table has never been anything less than assured, except in instances of laziness on my own part. So why do so…

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I love this poem by Elizabeth Craven. I read “I thank thee, God, that I have lived” at my grandfather’s funeral.

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True life lessons of the worthwhile variety cannot be obtained from the grime gilt paperboard of a packet of cigarettes; be they of the worldly, insipid with a weeks’ worth of rainfall variety or otherwise. This much I appreciate, and for this reason I find the dire warnings they display utterly perplexing….

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