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September 16th, 2019

 

George Shuman

My Missed Deadline

My Missed Deadline By G. E. Shuman At this writing, it was only a week ago that it happened. It was Friday evening and I was on one of my many runs to Hannaford’s, for some thing or other that I needed to get for some late-night meal or other I was planning. (My wife works evenings. I don’t. I enjoy cooking, and I’m not sure she does, especially af...

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Options

By G. E. Shuman A few months ago, my wife and I got a new car. We had been leasing, and the lease was up. If you’ve never leased, this means that you have to go back to the dealer and get another one. With us that’s worked out well. We get a new car every few years and have a somewhat lower payment than if we had bought the thing. It’s my opinion t...

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Doing unto Others

By G. E. Shuman There is a small favor, sort of, that I like to do for some of my neighbors this time of year. I’m not going to mention what it is specifically, as that thing that I do is not the real point here. The point is, as I mentioned, that I ‘like’ to do this particular thing. It gives me pleasure to help them out in this way. I can’t say t...

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Have You Felt It Too? Or, Is It Just Me?

By G. E. Shuman I remember, as a child and as a young man, being fairly astonished at new things. New scientific discoveries, new gadgets, and electronic gizmos amazed me. Believe it or not, I was already married when I got my first ‘pocket calculator’, (I’m from the Jurassic era.) What a marvel that thing was, way back then. All these years later,...

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It’s a Tad Chilly for Me

By G. E. Shuman So, recently my brother Steve, who lives in Florida and I were having a bit of a ‘climate’ contest, which went on for a few days. The contest went like this. Steve would text me a picture of his outdoor thermometer, and I would answer back with a picture of mine. Or, he would text with a comment on the weather down there, and I woul...

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Happy New Year! (From my point in time, to yours.)

By G. E. Shuman As I write this, I’m still in the old year of 2017; as strange as it seems to me that the year 2017 could be considered ‘old.’ Such are the ways of deadlines and calendars. Strangely, to you, where, and more importantly ‘when’ you are right now, that’s exactly what it is. The year I am in is a thing of the past to you; a vapor, and...

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Christmas, Simply

By G. E. Shuman I think that the only time I enjoy the dark and cold of this time of the year is in the evening, as Christmas approaches. I enjoy the ‘feel’ of our old home, as it battles the cold and shields us from everything outside. I like the warmth of an occasional fire in the fireplace, the glow of candles, and the lights of the Christmas tr...

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The Best of Fall!

By G. E. Shuman Someone told me recently that the warm weather we’ve had here in the North this fall confused the trees so that they didn’t give us a very pretty foliage season. I agree that it’s been unusually warm here; I just don’t know about the second half of his statement. I’m not really comfortable with the idea that trees can get confused....

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Powerless

By G. E. Shuman Most of us unsuspecting citizens in Central Vermont, Vermont in general, and in other New England states struggled through last week’s huge winds and power outages to some degree or other. It’s true that we do experience bad weather here in the North, but that doesn’t normally include 80 mile-per-hour winds. (I don’t remember seeing...

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Spooky!

By G. E. Shuman It is a distant memory, cold and old, dusted off now as a long-neglected, rediscovered book might be. It matters, somehow, that this nearly-forgotten evening happened within a mid-nineteen-sixties year. Perhaps it could be that the late autumn wind cooled and creaked the leafless, lifeless-looking trees even more then than now; agai...

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