Category Archives: AutoBlography

My Years with the Savages

On August 18, an “Unclaimed Person” report was created in Parkland, Washington, for Jeffrey Lee Savage, whose body was found on August 10. Says the report, “This 64-year-old male died at his encampment residence due to causes still under investigation. … Continue reading

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The Act of Graduation

Ron Buehler stands before me, vested, hatted, mustachioed. He’s pushing 50 and so am I. We are both completely civil.

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The Other Greg

Greg Fisher and I became friends instantly when I transferred into Thorndyke Elementary School in third grade. Greg had already been at Thorndyke through second grade, the school’s inaugural year, and like most of the school’s other veterans welcomed the … Continue reading

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The Poets Down Here

I wept yesterday morning through Clarence Clemons’ sax solo in “Jungleland,” Bruce Springsteen’s epic finale of 1975’s Born to Run. God, what a searing song. And yes, I address the deity in so saying.

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Do I Have Your Attention Yet?

Oh, the contradictions. I sat on the edge of my twin bed in the basement of my parents’ house, frustrated as hell. I was 31 years old, gainfully employed as a software engineer making something like $65,000 a year. But … Continue reading

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What Was to Become of Me

I am truly befuddled to discover that, amongst the literally millions of words which I have published in one place or another over the last two decades, I have yet to write anything about Martin Scorsese’s The Last Temptation of … Continue reading

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Yes, I May Be Completely Crazy

For the last 23 years I’ve been carrying a story in my head that I’ve only verbally related to a handful of people. To be clear: it’s not a story that others particularly need to hear, because there’s not a … Continue reading

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Of Dreams and the Interpretation Thereof

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. –Sigmund Freud I guess Freud would have had a thing or two to say to Nebuchadnezzar’s advisers. During John Prince’s message from Daniel 2:1-11 on Sunday, I was struck by the means God … Continue reading

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In Search of The Lost Spaniard

In one respect, this tale begins around 1986 with a birthday gift. Generally speaking, I am not a big fan of my birthday, and there are not many birthday gifts that I remember. But during one of his visits to … Continue reading

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The Waptus River Record

We stood at the high point of the first half on the Waptus River Trail. The goal on this backpacking trip was to find a decent camping spot on the west bank of the Waptus just outside of the Alpine … Continue reading

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