High School Memory #1
The 50 year reunion (Class of 1968) is coming up for my two high schools, Malcolm Price Laboratory School in Cedar Falls (I was there K-10) and Lincoln HS in Des Moines (11th and 12th grade). I’ll be attending both reunions, the CF one in June, and the DM one in September. The latter group asked for story submissions from back in the day, so I wrote this up as the first of several stories I hope to send. The ’68 tennis...
The Grand Canyon, for Risë
It may seem surprising but when I got this house I didn’t know it was right next to the Grand Canyon I got here at night, after long travel in other states and other stories and this was to be my last stop It was only some years later that I learned that this house is right by the Grand Canyon I walked out back one day and what started out as a sort of crack of light when I got closer turned out to be a deep silence, with eons...
Roxie and Ted discuss whether to go out
Ted: I’m going out (goes out) Roxie: I could go out. I might go out. I went out just yesterday. I note that Teddy went out. Wait I have to lick my paw (licks). Roxie: Where was I? Oh, I’m sitting here right by the window, looking out. (sees human walking by) Roxie: Hey, human, could I go out? (meows). Roxie: Okay, so the human has opened the door. Yes, I was thinking of going out. But then, I’m still up here on the window sill. That...
Roxie
Our cats arrived pre-named, and so we had little to say about that. I didn’t feel bound to the previous monikers, but was outvoted early. To me names that would be more appropriate for Roxie and Ted would be something that implied explorer or lightning bolt on the Ted side, and “the inspector” or “sniffer” for Roxie. We have acquired a sort of push through screen door so that the door can be open to let fresh air but no bugs in. It is...
Teddy
For a somewhat PETA-flavored person, having a pet is a complicated topic. Its not hard to come up with flaws in the model. Pets of course eat meat as a habit. That has to come from somewhere. And if they are cats, they are born predators – of mortal danger to anything smaller than they are that moves – flies, moths, baby rabbits, and birds. You can put a bell on them but a stalking cat hardly moves a whisker, not to mention a bell....
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