Walking, talking and dreaming

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Starting off at the head of the class. This meager scribe was surprised and happy to receive an email from my former Madera High biology teacher, Norma Mastin. She was a terrific teach and I’ll never forget the frog dissections. Yep, haven’t touched a frog leg since. In a restaurant or a pond. Actually, when it came to exams, this student never had a problem with the questions on her tests. Just the answers.

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Hangin’ them up. I’m happy that one of my desert pals, and genuine friends, is retiring from his civic duties as county supervisor. Happy for his pretty gal, Cheryl. But seriously, Ronn Dominici has done a terrific job considering what (not who) he has had to work with the last few years. One thing for certain, there will not be as much movement of air in the supervisor’s chambers. With the lack of hand and arm motions, as Ronn is prone to do to get a point across, it will be as still as a night in Echo Canyon. But here’s wishing him the best and maybe even another trip or two to the desert with yours truly.

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Somebody recently asked me what sign I was born under. I really don’t know. Maybe just a bright overhead light in the delivery room. But Dad told me I was a Gemini and said he hoped there was not another one like me somewhere in the world. I doubt it.

Besides, when I first needed a copy of my birth certificate, he handed it to me and said it was a document of apology from the condom company. He also joked (not with Mom) that I didn’t cry when I first came out of the shoot, but instead seemed to utter “Tah, dah!” What would you say after being cooped up for nine months? It got better later. Dad and Mom spent the first couple of years teaching me to walk and talk and the next 16 (along with two more mothers) to sit down and be quiet...

 

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