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- hello Bill H
- Username: misterwhidbey
- In response to: "What was the comfort food you enjoyed most growing up?" a sausage and mushroom pizza from Pizza Hut
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misterwhidbey's latest answers
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- The Best Songwriter
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[Portrait of Johnny Mercer, New York, N.Y., between 1946 and 1948] (LOC)
Johnny Mercer
Fools Rush In
I Remember You
One For My Baby
Come Rain or Come Shine
Skylark
Laura
Autumn Leaves
Somethings Gotta Give
Days of Wine and Roses
Moon River
I Wanna Be Around
Summer Wind
I'm Old Fashioned
Blues In The Night
Satin Doll
And much much more of the great American songbook.
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- It's Where We Live
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Home - an aerial voyage that captures the interdependence of the world's ecosystems -- and the bruises left behind by human indifference.
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- Triumph vs Tribulation
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The 1960s. It was a time of cheap gas and the beginnings of fast food restaurants. The war in Vietnam against the first footsteps on the moon. The inspiration of the Kennedy brothers and Martin Luther King against the bullets of Lee Oswald, Sirhan Sirhan, and James Earl Ray. High ideals versus the end of innocence.
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- Life Doesn't Give Do-Overs, And Yet ...
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I think it was Billy Crystal that said when it comes to life there are no such things as do-overs.
But if there is one thing I can think of that I wish I had done differently I guess it would be that I wish I had paid more attention to my son during his teenage years and less time following my own pursuits.
I was divorced and had custody of my son. I had opportunities that most divorced men didn't have with regard to their children. But I spent too much time at work and too much time on my hobbies and too little time helping my son with his homework and too often I wasn't at home when he got there from school. My son became a latch-key child and because of that he didn't do as well in school as he should have and he got involved with drugs and alcohol.
He turned out to be a pretty good man and a much better father to his sons than I was to mine. But we're very close and to this day he will tell you that I was a great dad. But I know better and these days, though we are both a whole lot older, I try hard to be the same kind of dad that my son has become.
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- Dinner for Two
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And Doggy Makes Three
Our family dinners amount to brief encounters between my sister, myself, and our little dog Peach. A few years ago my sister announced she was tired of cooking and she promptly stopped, with the occasional exception of a corn casserole or some stuffed manicotti or a chicken fried steak if it happens to be my birthday. On the other hand I love to cook, so the preparation of our meals has fallen to me.
Conversation, if there is any, usually revolves around sports, health, money or the lack of money. My sister and I do most of the talking since Peach is usually preoccupied with eating. Frankly, I'm not sure Peach would have much to contribute to our discussions even if he participated. He has very little interest in sports or matters relating to health and he has no money, so there you have it.
By now it is probably obvious that family dinners are not the high-point of our days in this household. At least not for my sister and myself. I shouldn't speak for Peach because he seems to look forward to eating at almost all times during the day or night.
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