4July1972: Awoken by the flies buzzing all around. I killed 11 of these pesky brutes. Eggs, ham and toast for breakfast. We then went over to our American friends, Gloria and Buddy, and met them at their hotel pool and we stayed until 6 and left. Coming home we had to cross a busy roadContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 4July1972: Torremolinos, Spain: Bloody Flies and A Finger Is Almost Cut Off! Donkey Poop vs. Traffic”
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Reflections of Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog: Malaria of a U.S. Marine in The Jungle 0f 1944 New Britain
“To lie on my back was torture, to lie on my stomach a torment. I tried to lie on my side, but even here my bones ached as though they were being cracked in the grip of giant pliers. I could not eat. I could not drink-not even water. They fed me through the veins,Continue reading “Reflections of Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog: Malaria of a U.S. Marine in The Jungle 0f 1944 New Britain”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 30June1972: Torremolinos, Spain: Finding an Apartment
We have moved to the ocean to Torremolinos which is relatively close to Malaga and is popular with European tourists. There is a big building boom on so this town is going to be an even huger tourist destination. Our apartment has a kitchen and a balcony facing the ocean. After unpacking we went toContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 30June1972: Torremolinos, Spain: Finding an Apartment”
“Travels to A Different Time ” 29June1972: United States and Malaga, Spain: Back in Shape and on The Road: Air Sickness Bag Has a Visitor!
Having received medical clearance to fly and live a normal active life it is back in Europe to Malaga in Spain. Mom has been talking about wanting to visit Spain and here we are here. It was via Washington from New York. Poor Mom filled up an air sickness bag. First time she has beenContinue reading ““Travels to A Different Time ” 29June1972: United States and Malaga, Spain: Back in Shape and on The Road: Air Sickness Bag Has a Visitor!”
“Travels to A Different Time” : 1972 Travel: The Warmup: A 16 Year Old In Europe Alone!
1972 adventures are coming up and it is the beginning of June and I have mononucleosis and I know the transmitter. The niece of the headmaster of my high school. Bad luck. I have to lay low. No sport. No parties. Strangely I am sort of a celebrity at school. A man of the worldContinue reading ““Travels to A Different Time” : 1972 Travel: The Warmup: A 16 Year Old In Europe Alone!”
Reflections of Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog: Self Compassion and Pain
“As we cultivate mindfulness in our own hearts, we can direct similar compassion towards ourselves. Sometimes we need to care for ourselves as if that suffering is our own child. Why not show compassion, Kindness, and sympathy toward our own being, even as we openly fully to our pain? To treat ourselves with as muchContinue reading “Reflections of Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog: Self Compassion and Pain”
Dylan’s Passage of The Day: “The Fear of the Night”
” Morning’s pale light had offered an end to such fears for centuries, millennia, whatever dangers may come with the day. Shutters were banged open, curtains drawn, shop doors and windows were unlocked, city gates unbarred, swung wide, as women and men made their way out into the offered day. On the other hand (inContinue reading “Dylan’s Passage of The Day: “The Fear of the Night””
Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog’s Reflections: US Marine First Division Lands in 1943 Melbourne For R&R After Guadalcanal
“The exhilaration of that night! At first, I thought that it was my strange uniform and deep sunburn that marked me out for curiosity. But soon I realized that it was something more. I was the deliverer in the land that he has saved. The smiles and winks of the Melbourne crowds assured me ofContinue reading “Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog’s Reflections: US Marine First Division Lands in 1943 Melbourne For R&R After Guadalcanal”
“Travels to a Different Time”: 27August71: On the Way Home: Hey Buddy Can You Spare Some Food? Cocktails With Captain Stinky Davis: Bad Call from Fritz?
We woke up to a phone call from Fritz and like Heidi getting a phone call from her boyfriend and crying after that call Mom started blubbering. I am confused as what to do. Of course, I wish her the greatest happiness but she can’t seem to move beyond my dead Dad. She loved himContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time”: 27August71: On the Way Home: Hey Buddy Can You Spare Some Food? Cocktails With Captain Stinky Davis: Bad Call from Fritz?”
“Travels to a Different Time” : August 26, 1971: Frankfurt: Put on the Wrong Plane! Just Get Me Home!
When you have your mind set on coming home you are like a bird dog on a scent. After showing our tickets for our trip to Oakland we were directed to get on a bus on the tarmac to take us to the airplane at 1 a.m. We see our Overseas National Airways airplane. ButContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : August 26, 1971: Frankfurt: Put on the Wrong Plane! Just Get Me Home!”
