Hobbies in the off season?
We are in the dead of winter and it's the off season for many of you. How about a post and some pictures of what you are doing, what hobbies keep you busy? Some of you are wood workers, some are a...
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Write!
Years ago, when the last of my three children entered school, I got the idea of writing about each of my school years. When the last graduated from high school, I dug out those "stories" and gave them to my children. Why did I wait till then? Well, I was the class clown, and I didn't want to give them any ideas.
Fast forward to last year, as I was recuperating from hip replacement surgery. I read a book by Richard Pell who pictured War Babies' perspective on America as "darker and more pessimistic than either their predecessors or their baby boom successors."
Now hold on, Gert! I am one of those "War Babies" and that did not describe me or any of the friends with whom I grew up. I wrote that we "lived in a time unknown to any generation before and after." And, before I was finished, I included what I wrote only for my children and ended up with over 63,500 words. Enough for a medium-size book. War Babies in a Small Town is about a lad growing up in a small town of 600 people in central Pennsylvania, and how we enjoyed life before television, hippies, blue hair, and hand-held electrical devices.
I have been described as a person who sees everyone he meets as his straight man. (Remember Abbott and Costello?) Most of fifty chapters show the curiosity and adventurism exhibited by those of us who were born between the years of 1939 and 1945. I haven't had a bad review yet, in spite of a number of typos and other errors -- some of which are attributed to the publisher!
Years ago, when the last of my three children entered school, I got the idea of writing about each of my school years. When the last graduated from high school, I dug out those "stories" and gave them to my children. Why did I wait till then? Well, I was the class clown, and I didn't want to give them any ideas.
Fast forward to last year, as I was recuperating from hip replacement surgery. I read a book by Richard Pell who pictured War Babies' perspective on America as "darker and more pessimistic than either their predecessors or their baby boom successors."
Now hold on, Gert! I am one of those "War Babies" and that did not describe me or any of the friends with whom I grew up. I wrote that we "lived in a time unknown to any generation before and after." And, before I was finished, I included what I wrote only for my children and ended up with over 63,500 words. Enough for a medium-size book. War Babies in a Small Town is about a lad growing up in a small town of 600 people in central Pennsylvania, and how we enjoyed life before television, hippies, blue hair, and hand-held electrical devices.
I have been described as a person who sees everyone he meets as his straight man. (Remember Abbott and Costello?) Most of fifty chapters show the curiosity and adventurism exhibited by those of us who were born between the years of 1939 and 1945. I haven't had a bad review yet, in spite of a number of typos and other errors -- some of which are attributed to the publisher!
