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Above the tree line was a grassy area bordered by a stream. According to Bobby, the stream was formed by the melted snow and ended in Crystal Lake. I made a mental note to check out Crystal Lake. “Is this water safe to drink?” ‘I don’t know. Our water is tied into the water system at the Lodge.” Now, I knew the name of that building where I had breakfast this morning. I sat on the ground, looking around. The grass hadn’t been cut for a long time, so it provided some cushioning. Bo
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Uncle Joe will find out
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I hope the story appeals to you
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Hopely there will be a few more interesting twists
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Three days later, I headed back toward Crystal Lake. The road led me to a small village with a large mountain. On my left side, a large block building and several small shops. On my right side, a post office next to a gasoline pump and grocery store. I stopped for gasoline. An older man came out of the post office to pump the gas. I was looking at the side of what appeared to be a mountain loaded with trees. “I am surprised that a lumber company hasn’t been here.” “Oh they were he
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With a full tank of gas, Uncle Joe and I headed north into Canada. My plan was to drive east checking the area for possible relocation. The first place we saw, I couldn’t believe what I saw. The forest that was there, now consisted only of stumps. I had expected some stumps but I thought they would be selective. They weren’t. I looked at Uncle Joe, he had tears in his eyes. “When the rain comes, all of this will be on the road.” I knew what he meant. The rain running down the side of the mo
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You are right. David is outgoing and I think he will find an outlet for his hurt and anger.
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There are times I wish I could have done that. I probably wouldn't have got in trouble so many times if I did and then ????
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School started and I put all of my energies into finishing high school. I continued to draw at home. It was good practice and the buildings I created were posted on the room's walls. Beth Ann wanted me to design a house for her. As it turned out, the house was very fancy, like an elaborate doll house. In fact, with Uncle Joe and Dad’s help, we made a model of the house which she used with her dolls, Of course, Cleo had to have a special room, she was a princess. It was fun working with her, “Can
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It is a slow process but we all do it at some time in our lives.
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I believe he will be okay. He is surrounded by people who understand; they all have lost someone in their lives. He will immerse himself in his studies but will always remember Carl.
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Dad's going to Peru was business, if you consider his teaching at the University. David was not interested in Peru.
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We all need closure. David got it when he saw where Carl slept. He will never forget Carl, there is always something or some phrase that will bring him back to David.
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Uncle Joe moved into his cabin, but not until the medicine man came and sang while sprinkling water and dust on it. Dad said he was blessing it so that no evil spirits would remain there. Uncle Joe was happy, his people were happy, and so were we. Summer came and I wanted to stay home. Dad wanted to go on a trip to Peru, so I decided I would go and see Uncle Harry. Dad made the arrangements and the day after school left out, I was on the train for Philadelphia. Peter met me and soon we
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No, it doesn't. A word, a thought, a smell, a vision all bring the loss again. But then they aren't lost to you, they live in your memories.
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Yes and by being there, we can share the hurt and the emptiness. They live on in a phrase, a moment, a comment. As long as they live in your heart and memories, they will be remembered
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These are the times we challenge God's wisdom in taking a young soul. It is difficult to understand why and raging our anger doesn't help. We find solace only in our memories. Remember, he is alive in your heart, and you and he have created good memories. You will see him again not only in your dreams but you will hear a phrase, a word, and his memory will be refreshed.
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Yes, but the pain stays. Carl's father should have known better. I wouldn't want to be Carl Sr.
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The next letter from Carl said he was going to an Army induction and training center in South Carolina. “I will send you my address as soon as I get there.” I felt a cold breeze, and I shuddered. I was afraid if something happened to Carl, Aunt Martha would be the next to go and I believe that Uncle Carl would not have learned anything. I felt a dread and fear, that last summer would be the last time I would see Carl. Carl and I wrote each day. We used our code as much as possible. Car
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I'm glad that this story has brought back memories. I wonder if mechanical drawing is still being taught.
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The tepee was getting old. It consisted of animal skin, which becomes brittle when they age. Uncle Joe could never live in a house. All of his life he lived as an Indian.
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I also had to take mechanical drawing in high school. I enjoyed that class although I never became an architect The computer has taken a lot of self-satisfaction from students.
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Sometimes the simplest design pays off. I'm sure that his design of the porch was simple but was the necessary plus to assure David he was making the right choice.,
