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I’d agree that Spikey had a reasonable point. Yet, just as it’s possible (though improbable) for multiple safety system mechanisms to fail in a billion dollar spacecraft, it’s also possible for multiple so-called responsible adults to fail in learning to know one priceless teenager. Ackerman’s value as a jock seems to outweigh any intrinsic worth Stefan may possess.
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@BlueWindBoy Thank you very much for adding this to the reaction/comment thread. You’ve hit upon the kind of survival too many kids - and adults - have to face every day. The obstacle course kids have to face in the street would daunt an Olympian.
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As with so much else in this story, this chapter was enjoyable for the humor, delight, and love shown in it. One hopes that Jackson and Luke’s next time will be more comfortable.
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Thank you for taking time to read and comment on these. It’s interesting to re-read them as we hurtle toward a different equinox. The owls, of which we’re both fond, have started calling again, stirred by the first cool breath of wind in weeks. There is much to add to my rejoicing, but that may have to wait until I sharpen my pencil.
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Thank you so much for your comments. Your feelings echo my own. I sometimes wonder whether some of our contemporaries think Saint Peter was given duplicate keys to heaven, and that they somehow inherited a set. But what I think most of all is that it’s incredibly sad no one will remember a person for how strict or forbidding one was, but rather for the deep and broad love one showed. Blessings and thanks.
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I suppose I should not tar every saint with my brush of opprobrium. If the historical record is correct, there were a number of saints whose lives were examples of mercy, justice, love, and generosity. These are the ones best remembered. Those whose lives were models of severity seem to be mostly forgotten, or so it appears to me. Thanks very much for taking time to read this one, and for your comments.
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He might have remained true to his heart and flesh and blood, but turned instead to dogma that neither warms nor lives. You’re right: there are many kinds of stone. Thanks for reading all these and for your comments!
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Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
There was a comma moon overhead this morning; it signifies the passing of the season, and far too soon for my liking. Thanks for coming along with me! -
It’s heartening to know this invented form has found a receptive ear. Now I shall have to renew my acquaintance with Edgar Allen as a poet. I’m very grateful you took time to read these and to respond to them.
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I’ve never thought of Haiku that way, but you’re quite right. I find it impossible to stop after just a single one. But now I will be thinking of butterflies that look like potato chips. Thanks so much for reading these!
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The change in meter and pattern can be jarring, or maybe just enough to give one pause over those lines. Thanks for your thoughts and for considering these poems.
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The summer light is fainting, but the images of these days remain imprinted on my brain. I hope you could see them too. Thanks for your thoughts and comments.
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I’m so glad you can see the scene and the saint in his churchyard niche. The saint turned to stone in his heart, made cold by dogma or circumstance long before his heart stopped beating. Thank you so very much for reading and responding to this.
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Indeed, the stone saint can see the couple on the grass, and doing such things as he dared not consider. He turned away and turned to stone, long before the carver lifted his chisel. Thanks so much for reading this, and for encouraging me.
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The marble saint watches from his place, but cannot participate in anything he sees. You’re very kind to have read this, and I’m grateful for your comments.
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The saint eternal in his niche has lost the words to pray through countless seasons now unscrolled in sunny skies or grey, nor does he know which month is which though bees and birds might play before his visage, hard and cold, that lovers might dismay. His robes no longer catch the breeze, no sparkle glints his eye, nor cheerful tune can pass those lips since chipped in years gone by and flashing smiles have ceased
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What chance might Liam have on appeal? He has none at all with this judge. Closing arguments will be a rehash of the heavily slanted testimony, followed by the judge’s utterly biased summing up. It would be a wonder if Liam isn’t sent down for several decades.
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Chapter 4 The Lord Ain't No Fool
Parker Owens commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 4 The Lord Ain't No Fool
Coy’s putting his boot in where Mitch specifically asked him not to. Boone may be more mindful of that request, but Coy’s not having any of it. I wonder what fireworks will go off when Will and Mitch meet up? I just hope you will still have us all smiling afterwards. Thanks for this.- 60 comments
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I really liked how this story went; the last line was perfect. Thanks for writing it.
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Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
You are most kind; the interstate highway lets us voyage just as much as the wide open sea, or so it seems. I’m glad the red eft endeared himself to you as much as he did to me. Many thanks. -
Like Stefan, so many kids suffer at the hands of others who have axes to grind or problems of their own. For him, it’s fruitless to try to understand, and far more vital to try to remain invisible and out of the way. Thank you very much for reading.
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Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
I had not seen porcupine damage like that in many years. Those trees will reach their bleached bones to the skies like something in a Halloween movie for years to come. They indeed remind one of some ancient sorcerer calling down heaven’s wrath. I’m glad these came so vividly to you, and that you could see my journey’s snapshots. -
Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
It was a wonderful journey. It was so good to just disconnect and listen to the wind. Thank you for coming along too. Hugs. -
Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Thank you for joining me on my vacation this summer. It was good of you to read through these and visualize the scenes in each one. Hugs and thanks! -
Short Essays on Summer Vacation
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Short Essays on Summer Vacation
I took along with me a book of Herman Melville’s poetry on vacation, along with other things to read; together, we sailed faster than the wind. I’m glad you liked my short essays, and that you came along for the ride.
