Four Dollar Benches

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At our house we just love salvaging found materials to make something out of nothing.  After a windstorm blew over a tall pine in our backyard last year, Bud made four pine benches for a total cost of four dollars.

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Merry Christmas, Evil Larry (names changed to protect the guilty)

My brother just called to remind me of his troubles with our cousin Larry, the bane of his existence. Larry was probably the only reason I had to be glad I wasn’t a boy when I was a kid. Thanks for that, Larry. Larry was fifteen months younger than me, falling right between me and Bill in age. Back then, our families had lots of overnight visits. Poor Bill Continue reading

“…At What Point Do We Begin to Mistrust One Another?

Reblogged courtesy of Kindness Blog

Kindness Blog

In late July 1973, Joseph Crachiola was wandering the streets of Mount Clemens, Mich., a suburb of Detroit, with his camera. As a staff photographer for the Macomb Daily, he was expected to keep an eye out for good feature images — “those little slices of life that can stand on their own.”

The slice of life he caught that day was a picture of five young friends in a rain-washed alley in downtown Mount Clemens. And what distinguishes it are its subjects: three black children, two white ones, giggling in each others’ arms.

five young friends in a rain-washed alley in downtown Mount Clemens

“It was just one of those evenings,” Crachiola remembers. “I saw these kids — they were just playing around. And I started shooting some pictures of them. At some point, they saw me and they all turned and looked at me and struck that pose that you see in the picture. It was totally spontaneous. I…

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