Not far from the restless blue Pacific Ocean pounding crumbling sandstone cliffs, In a sun-drenched thriving village alive with the tapestry of The young, the old, working and retired, foreign descent and native-grown Nestled in a quiet valley, lay a place where seniors can thrive And spend their remaining years in a community of peace…

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‘Twas an ordinary morning, on an ordinary day in the very ordinary village (except the oranges) of Orangeville when the unthinkable occurred. Since time began oranges magically appeared at the fruit stand in the village square. All the townspeople, and those who came before them assumed there would be an unending supply of oranges in…

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Gerry Driesen handed me a short story titled “My First Corner Was Almost My Last’ to post on the website. That story has inspired me to write and post a similar story about four high schoolers, one of which was yours truly. In Gerry’s story he makes the comment, “It’s amazing to realize that all…

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Out where the sage grows so tall, You can scarcely see the herds of cattle at all. Out where the sun set is so red, There’s where the jack rabbits were plenty, And the fluffy little cottontails were many. The Big Muddy Creek where many trout were found, And the little gray squirrels ran all…

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The excerpt below is from my book, “Tracing the Arc, Two Men Who Helped Build Montana”. The writers group has been discussing the subject of legacy, so the following is my contribution to that subject. Prologue             Each of us carries in our DNA genetic markers that are similar to barcodes on articles of commerce.…

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The purpose of the website is to pass along to your friends and families life experiences you have had during your lifetime. Young family members and recent friends and acquaintances know you as an older person. But you weren’t always old with all the frailties you have now. Somewhere in there is a younger person…

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