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Remembering the Coach on Montezuma Mesa
You really had to be there to appreciate Madden's eulogy, particularly the opening remarks. I felt I couldn't do it justice in trying to describe it. What a neat service, and what a life!— July 19, 2010 8:53 p.m.
Oddball Friendships Are Forever
I thought it was kind of pedestrian, myself. Just wanted to write about the guy while the memory was fresh in my mind. My previous entry is the one I really consider beautiful.— July 3, 2010 1:38 p.m.
I Was a Prisoner of War in America
I lived in Japan for a number of years, and perhaps know the society better than you do. Have also visited Manzanar, and would like to stop at Poston some day. The Japanese government and society at the time presumed that Japanese-Americans were on their side, and unfortunately made public pronouncements to that effect. Was the U.S. Government simply supposed to be dismissive of that? Thank you for your service; I'm a veteran too though not a 20 year type. The 442nd Regiment was sent to the European theater. No Japanese-American units were sent to the Pacific, I believe. There's a difference between the experiences of individuals, like yourself, and the considerations that go into formulating a national policy. It's an endless dilemma. But I don't think the U.S. Government had spiteful or evil intentions in moving the Japanese-American population away from the coastal area. Just my opinion.— May 25, 2010 1:58 p.m.
It Can Still Happen
This was originally written in early 2009, in a euphoric state. I've long since crashed back to Earth, but like to read this whenever I need a lift. Wonder if I'll ever feel so alive again.— May 25, 2010 1:45 p.m.
Valentine's Day, Massacred
Took a look this morning at what I'd written, pleasantly surprised that it wasn't as bad as I'd feared. Added a few turns of phrase that bring coherence to the stream-of-consciousness way it originally sprang forth. Thanks for reading and commenting.— February 9, 2010 11:45 a.m.
Rip Van Winkle
Oh well, what do you expect from a free publication? The first three paragraphs, buried in the LETTERS section on Page 70 of this week's hardcopy. Wasn't aware I'd sent them any letter. Why ask for bio info and a digital photo? Went to some trouble to get the latter. Was gonna give my dad--and my friend--a copy, since neither use a computer. Dad always says this is such a nothing publication anyway. Thanks for the money, SD Reader.— November 19, 2009 2:59 p.m.
Surf Nazi Hate Crime
Ahh, the All-American Chickenhawk strikes again. I learned long ago that you just can't win in these situations. The sort of person who starts these kinds of things--initially talkin' real big--is also perfectly willing to lie through his teeth and cry like a baby when he gets what's coming to him. Til you mentioned race, I was thinking this just sounded like a typical day at OB, which is kind of a jerk magnet anyway. Since you mentioned it though, I'd say it must be neat to be African-American. In my observation, this kind of stuff is more common on dry land and with the races reversed. And if the white guy does anything to defend himself, it's STILL all his fault and a hate crime.— April 5, 2009 1:38 p.m.