the whip still in his meaty hand,
he bellowed at his son,
“my pa whipped me when i was bad–
it never hurt me none!”
and so, in time, the boy grew up
to make the same admission–
what started out as child abuse
was now family tradition.
***
you either
face your demons
or they
raise your children
–unknown
michaeljordahl 
You pegged that one!
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Thank you, Dawn! Ah, but we never learn…
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so true ; good one, Michael —
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Thank you, John! My old man was pretty mellow, but I had friends that came to school all black and blue.
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Missing you and your photographs! Hope you didn’t get lost in your wanderings! Happy afternoon!
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No, Lane, the dashboard on my page disappeared, so I couldnt do anything. Just now my kid took a look at it, and he fixed it no sweat; I guess I was logged out. I’m not too computer savvy, but I’m back! lol
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Yeah! Glad to know you are technology challenged, too!
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I was weaned on the old manual typewriters, then I moved up to an electric, but I was too old and set in my ways to conquer the computer.
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You sound like Chief. He never used anything but a manuel typewriter. When I first went to work with him there was a manuel typewriter on my desk! I stroked when he said to make three carbon copies. I could not even hit the keys hard enough for the copies to take!
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I remember: that third copy looked like crap! These things are somuch easier nowadays! Thanks, Lane, always enjoy messaging with you.
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You are a sweet man!
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