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Tough question, really. I write about the beauty of life but naked… not me, life. My life is 70 years old. It’s wrinkled, hurts in places, has scars, limps, and a wizened gleam in its eye. I don’t do authorial plastic surgery on what I’ve experienced, done and believed. Fish around the posts. They’re short. See if you think you’d like to read more in the future.

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Essays, drawings, aphorisms, and musings on all things big and small regarding life, death, work, and God.

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I was born dead, hung by my own umbilical cord. I think that's why I have too many degrees, motorcycles and table saws.