Gone Fishin’

Well, it is winter at Brant Lake! In the midst of the lake ice fisherman have erected their huts and, hopefully, are catching the fish that may accompany a dinner of venison. Once, many years ago, I tried my hand, or rather my hook, at ice fishing, but two items were missing from the expedition,…

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Jogging with a Telephone Pole

I am an inveterate jogger. Correction! I was an inveterate jogger until I had a knee and hip replacement. Now I walk. But I miss jogging. Question: How did I begin jogging? I trace the origins to a time almost 30 years ago when I watched joggers, soaked with the sweat of intensity, ascending the…

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