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Author Archives: Marshall Ramsey
What went through my mind during this morning’s run
This is the crap I thought about while running this morning: Love really isn’t like money. When you invest money, you expect a return. And when you give away money, you have less of it. When you invest your heart, … Continue reading
In a peaceful Soybean Field
The victims of the KC-130 crash just traveled through town on their way to the airbase and then to their final resting places. People lined the route, some had American flags. We don’t know all of their identities yet, but … Continue reading
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Five things exercise has taught me.
My 5th-grade Target teacher (what they called the gifted program back in the day) told us that experiments allow us to simulate conditions in the real world in a controlled environment. For some reason, that popped into my head this … Continue reading
Dear Dad,
Dear Dad, First of all, I know there is no Internet where you are, so you won’t be reading this. Some may say being in a place where there is no Internet truly is heaven, but I digress. No, I … Continue reading
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An update on Tropical Cyclone DumpAFlood
Potential Tropical Cyclone DumpAFlood is pushing its way toward the Louisiana Coast. Now I admit, there is a little bit of me that still has Katrina flashbacks, but DumpAFlood ain’t Katrina. But don’t let your guard down totally. It will … Continue reading
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The New White Sneakers: A Father’s Day Story
In my closet, I have a pair of white sneakers. They’re practically new but I’ll never wear them. I gave them to my dad last Father’s Day. It was the last time I saw him conscious. I remember that day … Continue reading
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The Giant Black Time Machine
It was like a giant black time machine. As the Grumman TBM Avenger rolled to a stop outside of the hanger, a warrior from the past carefully was extracted from its cockpit. That warrior, Dean Boyers, wasn’t as spry physically … Continue reading
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The Plane
I drew a picture of an airplane yesterday. Not for a client. Not because I had to. No, I drew it because I wanted to. Sometimes you have to reconnect with the joy of your craft. Mine is drawing. I’ve … Continue reading
The graduation
Today I had the honor of being the commencement speaker at East Webster High School. It was a packed house in their newly rebuilt (and fortified) gymnasium. (A EF-3 tornado destroyed much of the school in 2011 — the gym … Continue reading