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That was stunningly beautiful.

Happy birthday and best wishes, Grant.



On Dec 15, 2010, at 12:25 AM, "fester" <drmabuce@yahoo.com> wrote:

> There was snow on the ground on 14 December 1956.
> But his folks were veterans.
> Lorraine had done this before, she knew when it was time to go.
> Jim was a level-headed driver. Hell!, he'd been in the war
> Lord knows he'd been through worse.
> Thanks to this surfeit of competence, Racine's population increased shortly thereafter
> by one boy.
> From there he tumbled, as we all do, down the pinball path of his life.
> He watched the lightning on the lake, imagining that he played on alien landscapes with his brother.
> At his back, from the shoreline cities, the sixties rung in his ears.
> 
> In time, he was on his own.
> So to keep himself company he distilled the song of the wogglebug
> from the random paths of the steel ball,
> the blinding arcs of the July storms,
> and the accidental perfection
> of December snow.
> 
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> -many happy returns Professor Richter
> -doc
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