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In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
Saturday, January 03, 2004
A haiku I wrote was read on the radio.
On the 31st of December, a local radio program, The Conversation, on KUOW FM 94.9 in Seattle had a program about events during the past year of 2003. All the big news shows and newspapers and magazines are running lists of milestones and significant events of the past year, but this was for more personal kinds of things. I wrote the following haiku. A haiku is a pown with 17 syllables, 5 in the first line, 7 in the second line and 5 in the third and last line. Here is the I wrote, which was read during the program:CynthiaI wrote this about Cynthia Doyon, a radio announcer who I listened to for over 20 years, and miss like she had been a member of my family. There are a few other entries about Cynthia below and in the archives linked in the left column.
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In August, she died.
The grief counselor said this,
you are not alone.
Posted by: Rowlfe - at: 1/03/2004 02:08:00 PM
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