Author: poetluckerate

History, in person

History, in person

I saw  Kamala Harris accept the nomination as her party's vice presidential candidate, I am again remindful of this moment in history, and how something so momentous would have been unthinkable not that long ago. Having watched Hilary Clinton accept her nomination for president four years ago, and now Ms. Harris accept her nomination, I … Continue reading History, in person

A Teacher’s Summer on the Road; Episode 2

A Teacher’s Summer on the Road; Episode 2

Editors note 08/05/2020: A little something from the Marchives.  I wrote this some six years ago, and today I ran across it again. Interesting to note how times have changed, and how two worlds (business, teaching) I once thought so dissimilar are now decidedly...not.  Random (like the weather) thoughts. Tattoos are all the rage.  Personally, … Continue reading A Teacher’s Summer on the Road; Episode 2

Our times

Our times

We the People know not of what we speak or of what the ubiquitous ‘others’ say, mean We the People have become a nation of naysayers with little rationale we deny climates, pandemics, others not like us who do not exist who do not deserve who do not conform who do not Our scientists, ridiculed … Continue reading Our times

He had it in the bag

He had it in the bag

A true tale of romance, in time for Valentine's Day... I spent the bulk of my thirties working at the Holiday Inn Metrodome in Minneapolis. The 260-room hotel was a very nice, well-run property right off the edge of downtown, and along with the usual array of business travelers and sports fans, it's setting in … Continue reading He had it in the bag

Royally misunderstood

Royally misunderstood

Lots of hand-wringing and consternation about the Duke and Duchess of Sussex ‘stepping back’ from royal duties and relocating to ‘North America’ and most all of the vitriol is directed at Meghan Markle, the commoner, who has been the target of all sorts of vile, racist, reporting about her parentage and past. While I am … Continue reading Royally misunderstood

The Christmas Pageant

The Christmas Pageant

Where are they now?  Every year around this time, I wonder. Speaking of wonder... Nearly thirty years ago, I was involved with a small, urban Minneapolis Lutheran church. We were an aging congregation with only about fifteen kids (including toddlers)  in our Sunday school on a regular basis; this included three kids from one family … Continue reading The Christmas Pageant

The Bird

Thanksgiving 1979 found me in living in on my own in Marshalltown, Iowa and working at KDAO radio. I was going to be working on Thanksgiving, but what was cool was that my friend Rick Hunter was going to be joining me, on his holiday break journey home to Colorado from college life in Minnesota. … Continue reading The Bird

First letter to a new grandson

Eight years later?  The self-rejoinder - coming soon to this space.  11/17/11 Dear Felix: First off, let me welcome you to this wild, wonderful world. Yeah, it has issues – always has and always will. Maybe as time goes by, you’ll be one of the ones fixing the problems. Still, it’s a great place to hang … Continue reading First letter to a new grandson

(Take a Fall) Saturday Fun

Of also-rans. A pseudo rant.

I hate it when a bartender pours or skims the foam of the top of a fresh mug of beer. The foam is the best way to start off a pleasurable experience.  Beer foam is like the first kiss of a make-out session in the front seat of a car – all about the expectation … Continue reading Of also-rans. A pseudo rant.