David Custis Kimball - blog
You: Why Dave; why now?
Me: Well, I've two talented kids; the younger mentioned my stopping with the lectures. Then enthusiastically asked, 'Dad, can I help you set up a blog?' Moments later, Me: 'OK, that's a great idea, thinkin' they might just read it someday.
me ---> 'Gaarr of Blog' <---
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An Unmapped Ponderocity:
To say: '"He is a man of truth," is to say nothing; to say: "He is a man of of," is to state an elementary truth of logic.'
Winston Davids, 1969 - Trinity College Valedictorian - 1970; known endeavor: actuarial contributions to The Donald; since has contacted me and sadly is quite ill. Ask prayers for recovery; thanks for his brilliance and music.
May 18, 2009
9:28am
Art
Why, oh Y do I care? It’s a lookin’ down from above; and see’in what that cloud sees, that nucleating magnesium salt gathering water at dew points too far from the sea, who wants to go home again to swim and be free, that finds a smile tossed and pulled, but weathering in beauty, that rhymes puffs like poets around a lake, and they’re quite solid, but here I have just temporal shape. And why would I cry, if not to be felt? And why would I not miss you if I were to be blown apart, at least my puffy heart? Another shape, another count, another number nine.
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