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A Natural History of My Father: What it Takes to Be a Success
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Monday, July 30, 2012. What it Takes to Be a Success. First, what does "success" mean to you? How does one achieve success? My belief on this is: "USE YOUR POTENTIAL TO THE FULLEST EXTENT" When I look at the multitude of failures ( most. And "success" doesn't necessarily mean I got first place in some competition; I compete with myself. July 30, 2012 at 1:00 PM. This blog is so wonderful! March 21, 2013 at 2:48 AM. Good post, thought provoking indeed! Good, keep on blogging! June 20, 2013 at 1:18 AM.
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A Natural History of My Father: November 2009
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Friday, November 13, 2009. Another Letter to Sister Rose. Hi, Rose,. Thanks for the radio, and the toys for the kids. They should have enough now, so we won't have to buy them any more till they're teenagers. It was fun to hear your voice-as Cherie said, if you want to get away from there, we should be able to send you the money. I'm sure the weather wouldn't be any worse here than there, and most likely better. So long for now,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Blogs Dad Would Have Loved. Ecologist, Botanist...
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A Natural History of My Father: September 2009
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Thursday, September 3, 2009. The White-Faced Hornet-a Good Country Neighbor". Originally published in the Piedmont Outdoors). A teacher might envy the ease with which the white-faced hornet cant arouse immediate interest in the dullest of students. Of course, when the temperature hits 100 degrees or higher, it pays to be careful: wasps, like humans and other animals, get more short-tempered in hot weather. Old nests are seldom used- the queen starts from scratch, chewing fibers from weather or partly-dec...
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A Natural History of My Father: January 2010
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Tuesday, January 19, 2010. Favorite Pets in Our Family Were Blondie and Dagwood! Ed note This story dates from the 1950s, with Dad's first wife Frances. I believe he was in California at the time.). We made pets of all the farm animals and also of many of the so-called wild ones of our state, but when someone gave us us a pair of baby badgers, well. . . that was a challenge. Everyone said that a badger just couldn't be tamed. Take beans, for instance. These would be sniffed at, rolled about, and then...
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A Natural History of My Father: January 2012
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Saturday, January 21, 2012. A Tribute From a Friend. Ed note: This post is not written by Lou, but by a friend of the family. It is from a book of memoirs entitled "A Thin Slice of Sky." The author is Thomas L. Burnett). He was part Jeremiah Johnson, part Audubon, and part soldier of fortune. Lou rented the old cabin while we spent two years in Whitewater. He holed up with his books, guns, letters, and botany collections to outlast the winters. This is what the ruffed grouse eats in the winter.". He was ...
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A Natural History of My Father: July 2012
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Monday, July 30, 2012. What it Takes to Be a Success. First, what does "success" mean to you? How does one achieve success? My belief on this is: "USE YOUR POTENTIAL TO THE FULLEST EXTENT" When I look at the multitude of failures ( most. And "success" doesn't necessarily mean I got first place in some competition; I compete with myself. Ruby-Crowned Kinglet. . .Partial Article. Ed note: some paragraphs of this nice little article are missing, but the words that are left are worth savoring.). For the outd...
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A Natural History of My Father: "The Tom-Cat's Tale"
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Thursday, March 7, 2013. Where th' pussy cat preens, and pats her fur,. Or, from some high fence-top cusses a cur,. When darkness falls, I'm a yowlin' to her-. Fer I'm a tough an' ornery brute,. But I reckon I'll die with my head in a boot. In a garbage ca I c'n find a meal. That's high in smell, and high in appeal,. An' I'll catch me a rat if he dares to squeal-. Fer I'm a tough an' ornery brute,. But I reckon I'll die with my head in a boot. From an outpost high, with a watchful eye,. View my complete ...
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A Natural History of My Father: A (unfinished) Letter to the Family
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Sunday, April 6, 2014. A (unfinished) Letter to the Family. 4 Nov, 1980. Hi, Cherie and Kids:. And maybe check the Shelley motels, to see if there will be openings? You'll all be impressed with Jack; he's quite a guy. Fran and I have gone to Transactional Analysis groups to get in touch with our inner problems and desires, and we've found there is quite a difference in our life styles, so we might have to get a friendly divorce, to give each other the chance to attain our personal goals. One of Dad's Fav...
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A Natural History of My Father: March 2010
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Monday, March 29, 2010. The Tale of a Cat. So I let the cat in the cabin once in a while to relieve her boredom, and give me a chance to psychoanalyze her. She proved to be an entertaining and friendly pet. I spent many pleasant hours relaxing, by watching Sheena prowl around the cabin and investigate every piece of furniture, every corner and "hidey-hole". Imagine being out with on like that who turned into a werewolf when the waiter put a rare steak on the table! I don't know if our paths ever crossed ...
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A Natural History of My Father: "Religious Drag"
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Sunday, April 6, 2014. When in the houses of the Lord. Are you ever passing bored? As you flounder through the talks. Does your mind take frequent walks? You focus on the medium. And find him fraught with tedium. With wide yawns does your mouth gape? Do you long for some escape? You shift and squirm as boredom creeps. Seek the best pose for a sleep. Then ragged snores from your throat creaking. Make background music for the speaking. Well, take a piece of sound advice. Every talk can't be concise. One of...
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