Moon Song

Zoon, zoon, cuddle and croon– Over the crinkling sea, The moon man flings him a silvered net Fashioned of moonbeams three. And some folk say when the net lies long And the midnight hour is ripe; The moon man fishes for some old song That fell from a sailor’s pipe. And some folk say that he fishes the bars Down where the dead ships lie, Looking for lost little baby

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Certain Lines

Kallie pulled one last handful of breadcrumbs from the paper bag and tossed it to the ducks floating near the edge of the pond. She brushed a bushy lock of red hair from her broad, pale face, then jogged up the shallow hill and hopped onto the park bench next to Bill. She grabbed her sketch pad and finished a drawing of the ducks she had been working on intermittently. “Grandpa,”

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The US Represented Weekly Update

Hi USR members and guests, We have had a productive week. We added a timeless reflection from James Baldwin’s “The Creative Process.” In it, he addresses the issue of needing to find different strategies for approaching long-held assumptions when traditions change or fade away. In “PB Waves, Eric Stephenson discusses the different public and private lives of a Pacific Beach surfer. “Cultivating the Garden” is a passage from Voltaire’s Candide that puts forth a realistic, manageable, and practical approach to life, and

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Cornelia Maria Arnold

My mom, Cornelia (Connie) Maria Arnold, was a robust woman with salt and pepper hair and sage green eyes. She had tough freckled skin from spending most of her days working in the garden. When you walked toward her, she always had a sparkling smile on her face and would wave at you as if you were long lost friends. She spent most of her evenings relaxing with pets curled up

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Alan Bean on Returning to Earth after the Apollo 12 Mission

Since that time, I have not complained about the weather one single time. I’m glad there is weather. I’ve not complained about traffic. I’m glad there’s people around. One of the things that I did when I got home, I went down to the shopping centers and I’d just go around there, get an ice cream cone or something, and just watch the people go by and think, “Boy we’re

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