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On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   You Remember Birdies and Eagles   One of the differences between daydreams and night time dreams is the simple proposition that daydreams are induced recollections and night time dreams are involuntary.  We may awaken to recall...

Acer rubrum To Zyzyphus jujuba Essays, Stories, Adventures, Dreams Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Trail Mix   Remembering the name of one of his favorite snacks proved to be a task that would not be completed until early the next morning, upon waking from sleep. Going to...

On the road...again!! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Serendipity in the Library   Another dream last night…and another attempt at an essay today.  Most dreams are not long enough or sensible enough to savor and save as muted inspiration, but over the past few...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Me Like Play Kahuku   Another dream, another opportunity to chronicle about a few of those cherished memories.  This one is about golf.  “Play golf when and where you can” was one of the admonitions that...

Before we were married, Keith and I shared with each other our personal dreams for our lives.  Keith wanted to study brain and central nervous system function and I wanted to pursue music (especially piano music) and be able to share it with others to enrich their lives.  The time had...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Poor Communication, Poor Coordination   The petulant side of the Footloose Forester once again emerged in a dream of days gone by.  In the vein of a storyteller, he realized that by stringing together enough examples...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   The Other Side Of The Coin   Spoiler Alert:  This is another dream-induced chronicle entry that emanates from the undigested sludge of the cesspool thoughts of the Footloose Forester . There are various ways that its...

Ryan's Place Park--But he will never play there . When tragedy strikes, how many of us look for the silver lining and the dreams that can come true when we find it?  After my two-year-old grand-nephew, Ryan, drowned in Lake Powell on a family vacation 9 Aug 2006, the family was...

  On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   On Mathematics and Nightmares   Maybe the title of this vignette should be,  On Nightmares and Mathematics.    As an adult, the  Footloose Forester  does not have many nightmares, but when they disturb his sleep,...

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