WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Someone to Watch Over Me
byVanderleunonOctober 28, 2022
This and many others are made by Neal Foard.Why has nobody ever heard of HIM? Why does he have only 5,000 subscribers? Why does this video have only 536 views as of now?
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Some good morale maintenance at A.D. and you might even learn something.
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AnonymousOctober 28, 2022, 2:06 PM
Caresse Crosby was a patron of Bukowski, she makes a vivid read. Bill Wilson borrowed from one of her husbands. She had a dog named Clytoris.
BroKenOctober 28, 2022, 3:01 PM
I’ve been using some of Foard’s little vignettes during worship as kind of an offertory. They are quite captivating.
As for Willie: “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain”. If that were the only song he ever sang, it would be enough.
As for Bukowski: His life takes the word “sordid” to new levels. I am surprised he lived to be 73. I read his semi-autobiographical “Ham on Rye”. That was 35 years ago. I remember it as if I had read it yesterday.
Saw Willie and family at GSR casino Reno, two summers ago,,,,,,,,,,,,they absolutely Sucked. By far the worst concert we’ve attended.
AnonymousOctober 29, 2022, 7:09 PM
I saw him sit in on two separate occasions in a small club I worked in, played with the house band, impromptu. Small crowd on Sunday nights. He was great and glad to be there.
Casey KlahnOctober 29, 2022, 7:36 AM
O great! Now I’m on a Burkowski binge. Whose work I have read, probably here. Before. I dig it and don’t know fully why I do.
Also, storytelling is an art, huh? Thanks for the introductions to Foard.
AnonymousOctober 29, 2022, 7:11 PM
“The Hairy, Hairy Fists and Love Will Die”, a favorite poem.
JackOctober 29, 2022, 8:16 AM
Foard’s piece reminds me of the absolute necessity of good parenting or mentoring. It wasn’t provided for me but I did provide it for my children and the differences in choices and life paths is amazing. One thing that struck me while watching him speak was how much he looks like GVL. Put a Panama on GVL and you have twin sons from different mothers.
Willie’s tune was icing on today’s cake and a great way to start the weekend.
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Gerard Van der Leun
1692 MANGROVE AVE
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Chico, Ca 95926
Green Pants Interior by Klahn
Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
Gerard Van der Leun
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Too broke to pay attention but thanks for keeping the mother page up.
Some good morale maintenance at A.D. and you might even learn something.
Let’s enjoy the online virtual Alexandria library encyclopedia while we still can.
Caresse Crosby was a patron of Bukowski, she makes a vivid read. Bill Wilson borrowed from one of her husbands. She had a dog named Clytoris.
I’ve been using some of Foard’s little vignettes during worship as kind of an offertory. They are quite captivating.
As for Willie: “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain”. If that were the only song he ever sang, it would be enough.
As for Bukowski: His life takes the word “sordid” to new levels. I am surprised he lived to be 73. I read his semi-autobiographical “Ham on Rye”. That was 35 years ago. I remember it as if I had read it yesterday.
His wife had a beard, but you knew that.
Saw Willie and family at GSR casino Reno, two summers ago,,,,,,,,,,,,they absolutely Sucked. By far the worst concert we’ve attended.
I saw him sit in on two separate occasions in a small club I worked in, played with the house band, impromptu. Small crowd on Sunday nights. He was great and glad to be there.
O great! Now I’m on a Burkowski binge. Whose work I have read, probably here. Before. I dig it and don’t know fully why I do.
Also, storytelling is an art, huh? Thanks for the introductions to Foard.
“The Hairy, Hairy Fists and Love Will Die”, a favorite poem.
Foard’s piece reminds me of the absolute necessity of good parenting or mentoring. It wasn’t provided for me but I did provide it for my children and the differences in choices and life paths is amazing. One thing that struck me while watching him speak was how much he looks like GVL. Put a Panama on GVL and you have twin sons from different mothers.
Willie’s tune was icing on today’s cake and a great way to start the weekend.
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