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A Modest House in Blogville

by David McClain

Rated: 18+ · Book · Experience · #2129391

My 5th house in Blogville, located at the corner of Humor and Human Interest

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Above are links to four other blogs I've done over the years here at WDC.

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My reason for being. My one true love. My universe. Me and my bride, Melinda McClain

Welcome to my fifth home here in Blogville. Over the past two years I have gone through some changes. Widowhood, stroke, depression....all life stages of life I experienced. This is my attempt to move on, to get over it, to.....live again.

So now I have a new blog house here in my beloved cyber-city of Blogville and the intersection of Humor and Human Interest. Come by for a visit anytime you like, friends are always welcome. We'll sit a spell and talk.

I want this new Blog home to be light and airy so the topics I write about will reflect what passes for humor for me...most of the time. I will also write about a subject near and dear to me: Animals. All sorts of animals...great and small. That is not to say I won't get serious at times, I will, but one thing I won't do (hopefully) is write about politics. As Val Kilmer said in Tombstone: "My hypocrisy only goes so far."

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The Literary Penguin

Jan 15, 2019 at 4:55am
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I make no secret that my happy place is out in the wild, watching animals and the world go by me. As much as I love living in the city, I need my escape to help ground me, to help grow, and to just remember to live. Well written as always, my friend.

Voxxylady

Dec 27, 2018 at 6:45pm
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I also draw my serenity and strength from nature, and from my family. Those two things together are life for me. Between the two, the continuation speaks for itself...

Beautifully written.

Eric Wharton

Dec 23, 2018 at 5:43pm
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Nicely said, David. As a forester most of my life, the woods hold a special place in my heart as well. My desire to be in them is why I chose that profession to begin with. So I can say I honestly understand how you feel and couldn't have said it any better.

Scarlett

Dec 23, 2018 at 9:45am
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A beautiful philosophy, particularly at this time of year when humanity is generally overly busy with trivia and meaningless activities.

I think you nailed it here and the writing is exquisite.

I shall visit my special places, generally by water and trees to restore my soul once the hype is done and dusted.

Thank you for sharing such an astute piece.

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PlannerDan

Dec 22, 2018 at 12:01pm
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Well said, David. But, I believe our forests are all around us. Each person has a place to call his forest, a place where he can detach himself from the chaos of the world and regroup. You gotta have that place or else you'll go bonkers. Mine, well mine is a private place...I used to share it with an old black dog, but he's gone now. I just go there by myself now. Don't misunderstand me, Linda is my refuge and rock, always has been and always will be. She knows all about my place and approves.....she's got her's too.

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David McClain

Dec 21, 2018 at 11:19pm
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vivacious

It's not about being grumpy, though I gladly accept that title.

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vivacious

Dec 21, 2018 at 8:31pm
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All you need to do now is sit on your porch and scream “Get off my lawn!” at all the young whipper-snappers and your grumpy old man transformation will be complete.

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Voxxylady

Dec 18, 2018 at 10:23pm
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It ain't over till it's over, my friend. Even then, it's never really over when you've touched so many people.

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David McClain

Dec 18, 2018 at 2:36pm
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Many thanks Chewie Kittie

I'm still relearning my WDC stuff and it has proven to be quite the task for this old dog.

How's that?

Chewie Kittie

Dec 18, 2018 at 2:28pm
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It's easy. You just type { e:heart } without the spaces. I've memorized the emoticon "names" for several I use often.

If you go to Writing.com Tools in the left hand tool bar? You can find "WritingML: Emoticons" for a list of all the emoticons you can do this way. (There are a crapton.)

I like using them because sometimes

is all that needs to be said.

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August 24, 2017 at 12:46pm

#918361

Shrinkage

In a misguided effort to shield small children from some of the bad crap Life has in store for them, adults have always operated on a "Need to know" basis. While this approach saves little Johnny or Mary from undue worry and fright while they are young, it tends to assure that, when they are adults themselves, they suffer many "WTF" moments. We've all had those moments as we matured and discovered that life was a bit more complicated than a hot game of Hide and Seek, or fishing for perch in a quiet pond.

Even at my age I still experience them now and again. Lately I have found myself wondering why the adults in my life never warned me about Shrinkage when I was a kid, all full of piss and vinegar and so damn sure of myself.

No, not THAT kind of shrinkage, get your mind outta the gutter. The shrinkage I speak of comes in many forms. Of course there is the physical lessening of our bodies (no, not that!). There was a time when I stood just a shade over six-foot tall. I use to kid that I was actually 6'2" in my boots. Now I have to stretch to make 5' 11".

Our stride, our very step diminishes. Not long ago, to my horror, I realized that I actually shuffle when I walk...not a pretty sight, believe me. As bad as these things are, they are really only cosmetic and to be expected as we age. The really horrible shrinkage comes when our dreams, hopes, and wishes for our future shrivels up. As a kid, growing up, my dreams of the future were boundless as was my confidence that I could achieve those dreams. Nowadays my dream is restricted to sleeping through the night without waking up for an emergency bathroom visit. I don't have the confidence to dream any bigger than that.

As if all of that wasn't enough our circle of friends shrink too as, one after the other, they die. Same with our loved ones, they die. Younger family and friends don't die but even worse, they find you no longer relevant because you tend to hold onto the past

Now, if all this sounds too morbid, and before some well meaning soul suggests I suffer from depression, I must tell you that I believe that even though all this sounds bad, I don't really believe it is bad, just a natural progression of life. Nature's way of preparing us to leave this world for our next great adventure. It's just....you know...I wish the adults have of clued me in on what was to come so I wouldn't have had to yell: "What the Fuck?" so often.

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