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Memories. Ahhh Yes, Memories of My Life

by Sum1

Rated: 13+ · Book · Community · #2224976

Writings about things that have occurred in my life. Not in Chronological Order

Things that have happened in my life, good or bad. The entries will not be in Chronological order

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

Sum1

Jul 2, 2023 at 3:41pm
In response to "Learning To Play The French Horn"

@LeJenD'

I wrote this for a contest and was limited on my word count. I want to say though, that from the 7th grade on I could also play the Trumpet (I was terrible, I didn't have the necessary range), and the Baritone, Tuba/Sousaphone. The valve fingerings for the notes on those instruments are about the same if I remember correctly. The reason I didn't switch though is that every where I went there were plenty of children playing those instruments, and very few playing the Horn. In the 11th grade, I taught myself how to play the Trombone for stage band. I had been playing French Horn in it since the 10th grade, but face it, French Horn isn't really a jazzy type of instrument. Plus, there was no sheet music for the Horn, so I had to read the Trombone part on the Bass Clef, and in my head move each note up one note, then add an octave. I found it easy after the first couple of days, but still, Horn is not a jazzy instrument. So I taught myself to play Trombone, which I also loved. I really enjoyed being asked to do an ad-lib solo too, and surprised the heck out of our band director when I did my first one.

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LeJenD'

Jul 2, 2023 at 1:49pm
In response to "Learning To Play The French Horn"

I enjoyed reading this. My youngest daughter was also a French Horn player throughout her school career. She began playing in grade 6, as all students were encouraged to participate in something. She had absolutely no interest in sports, so options for extracurricular activities were limited. It pretty much left her a choice between choir and band. Shy and quiet, she chose band and after being tested on all instruments, she was assigned French Horn. She quickly excelled and by grade 7 was First Chair for the remainder of her time at school. She absolutely loved it and even participated in non-school related band appearances.

I guess I said all that to say this, thank you so much for bringing such proud and pleasant memories of my kiddo to the forefront of my thoughts. I hope you do once again pick up the Horn. The world needs more music.

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Kåre Enga in Montana

Jun 19, 2023 at 11:24pm
In response to "Halloween, Circa 1988"

So... you have adult kids by now... 35 plus... 4? 6?

So if this were 1988 I have no memories of that year (car accident).

Petra reminded me of her contest and I should enter 'just because'. So many ways I could approach this. You chose 'memories'. I have too many. Even my entry on "Juneteenth" "Juneteenth"

was hard to write (because I wasn't focused and I was avoiding certain images that kept coming to mind). It rambles and I'm not happy with it.

Your response was easy to read and to-the-point. I should emulate your style.

One note for paragraph #2. It's "As" not "A". Spelling check won't catch that typo but a grammar check should.

AmyJo- only 2 steps behind -

Dec 31, 2022 at 11:28am
In response to "How I Met Two Hollywood Celebrities"

I love reading your stories. They are fun, and I appreciate that you take the time to share them. Maybe you should "write a book" about your adventures?

Happy New Year! Blessings and best wishes for you and yours!

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Robert Waltz

Oct 19, 2022 at 10:20pm
In response to "I Was A 'Bad' Father"

Still better than what I would have done.

"Daddy, I can't sleep, there are monsters."

"Aw, c'mon, kid. Ain't no monsters in here. Look."

I open the closet and peer inside. "See, no monsters in the closet. Lemme check the dresser."

Open all the drawers in the dresser. "Ain't no monsters in here either. Now let's check under the bed- AAAAAAH A MONSTER!"

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ForeverDreamer

Oct 5, 2022 at 10:59pm
In response to "More 'Sea Stories"

It is good to hear your memories. My father was in the Navy during World War II. I may have mentioned this before. He was on a destroyer.

Kåre Enga in Montana

Oct 5, 2022 at 10:00pm
In response to "More 'Sea Stories"

Time wounds all heels... I need a foot massage. Oh. the. pain. seriously it's gonna hurt. My friend Bryan can make me want to scream, but he's safely in Costa Rica. Thailand... I don't do massages but I should.

At sea. I was always a serious bloke so I bore the slings of juvenility growing up. I never really learned how to deal with it. Would've been nice if sum1 would have helped.

Young, dumb and afraid/unafraid comes to mind. I weep for the cannon-fodder in Ukraine.

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Kåre Enga in Montana

Aug 27, 2022 at 6:25pm
In response to "Starting A Nuclear Reactor"

Informative... but not TOO informative.

I suspect that most working under these conditions are 1. mature (serious versus panksters) and 2. young. I'm too old and need naps.

Oops... there she blows!

ForeverDreamer

Aug 27, 2022 at 6:25pm
In response to "Starting A Nuclear Reactor"

Thank you for writing more about your submarine experience. this is a good overview of how a nuclear reactor aboard a submarine works without giving away any classified information.

SandraLynn Team Florent!

Aug 14, 2022 at 1:08pm
In response to "A Surprise While Working At A Restaurant"

Sometimes, we are in the right place at the right time to connect with someone. Somehow we listen and say just the perect words to comfort, support and accept. This is reflexive, intuitive.

September 26, 2021 at 12:22pm

#1018085

Weekend Road Trip

It was time for a small, short road trip. I remember the days my father would take us on a road trip around New Mexico. When I think about it, those times were few and far between, but we still saw some beautiful sites in the Land of Enchantment.

Yesterday was a day much like those old days. First, it was an outing to the local 'Really Free Flea Market. Not to look for anything, but to donate. I had 4 boxes of 'stuff' to get rid of. An old Router that we no longer use. Several USB Keyboards. I would have had wireless keyboards to add to that if I'd gotten up off my 'duff' and checked them out. I have at least 3-4 here that are not used. I just need to verify the USB Transceiver for them is the correct one. Some of them are Mouse-keyboard combo's. Either way, I managed to unload a bit of things we don't need or use, and some were put to good use quickly. How do I know that? Before I could unpack the keyboards, a young woman was asking about them, and grabbed all three.

After that, we went to the Okay Valley Orchard for everything related to apples. A bit of Apple Cider, some berry and apple jams, you know, the general things related to apples. Next up was the Great Pumpkin Patch about 5 miles away. Funny how I asked several young children if they'd seen Charlie Brown, and all I got was a strange look.

It was good to get out though, good to mingle around and such. I found myself wishing we'd brought our young Akita with us, he would have had a ball, loving all the kids, and being loved in return. We didn't get much there, just a couple of gourds. Still, like I said, it was good to have a day out.

Till next time, y'all be good, take care of yourselves, and love those who love you. And of course, keep on writing!

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