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A Sense of Doubt blog post #2872 - Christmas 1964 - Reprint of Hey Mom #906
My parents, especially my mother, made Christmas a special and magical time throughout my childhood and then my sister's childhood that extended my own, even once I learned that my parents fulfilled the role of Santa Claus. I am forever in debt to them for these childhood experiences. They provided a sense of awe, wonder, and gratitude that exists to this day.
I believe in magic for many reasons, but one is the sense of magic that they gave me in these holiday experiences (plus the Tooth Fairy), chiefly Christmas.
When I decided to share a series of reprints, these childhood photos from Christmases past were on my mind.
This is a reprint from five years ago, the first Christmas I spent here in the Pacific Northwest.
Thanks for tuning in.
Hey, Mom! Talking to My Mother #906 - Christmas 1964 - Throwback Thursday - 1712.28
Hi Mom,
When I grew up, I wanted to be a fireman.
Not really. Astronaut. Dinosaur Hunting Archaeologist. Superhero. Police Detective. Lawyer. Writer. Film Director. Computer programmer. More or less in that order. Those were the goals. Those were the things I wanted to be when I grew up, even computer programmer, which I found as a love in high school. If only I had stayed on that path.
The photo seems to suggest fireman, so I went with it. Being funny.
The comment is apropos as I am spending all my time looking for work. JOB SEARCH.
Good thing to do on a rainy day. Future casting, like the boy in the hat.
Rainy day here today in the PacNW. Shut in, a bit. No walk for the dogs as I am disinclined to get soaking wet and feel chilled to the bone without going outside, which is not my usual blast furnace body heat issue.
Did some house cleaning, made myself some lunch, towel dried the puppies after kicking them out for potty. Things you would appreciate, Mom.
I am keeping to my low power mode brevity.
Also, the greater effort is going into the job search.
Thanks for stopping in.
Listening to this on repeat:
https://hypnagoguepodcast.com/2017/12/28/episode-226/
It's a good soundtrack for this day.
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Reflect and connect.
Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you, Mom.
I miss you so very much, Mom.
Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
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- Days ago = 908 days ago
When I decided to share a series of reprints, these childhood photos from Christmases past were on my mind.
This is a reprint from five years ago, the first Christmas I spent here in the Pacific Northwest.
Thanks for tuning in.
Thursday, December 28, 2017
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| Me - Christmas 1964 - at the Delbridge's |
Hi Mom,
When I grew up, I wanted to be a fireman.
Not really. Astronaut. Dinosaur Hunting Archaeologist. Superhero. Police Detective. Lawyer. Writer. Film Director. Computer programmer. More or less in that order. Those were the goals. Those were the things I wanted to be when I grew up, even computer programmer, which I found as a love in high school. If only I had stayed on that path.
The photo seems to suggest fireman, so I went with it. Being funny.
The comment is apropos as I am spending all my time looking for work. JOB SEARCH.
Good thing to do on a rainy day. Future casting, like the boy in the hat.
Rainy day here today in the PacNW. Shut in, a bit. No walk for the dogs as I am disinclined to get soaking wet and feel chilled to the bone without going outside, which is not my usual blast furnace body heat issue.
Did some house cleaning, made myself some lunch, towel dried the puppies after kicking them out for potty. Things you would appreciate, Mom.
I am keeping to my low power mode brevity.
Also, the greater effort is going into the job search.
Thanks for stopping in.
Listening to this on repeat:
https://hypnagoguepodcast.com/2017/12/28/episode-226/
It's a good soundtrack for this day.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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Reflect and connect.
Have someone give you a kiss, and tell you that I love you, Mom.
I miss you so very much, Mom.
Talk to you tomorrow, Mom.
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- Days ago = 908 days ago
- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 1712.28 - 10:10
NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.
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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 2212.29 - 10:10
NEW (written 1708.27) NOTE on time: I am now in the same time zone as Google! So, when I post at 10:10 a.m. PDT to coincide with the time of your death, Mom, I am now actually posting late, so it's really 1:10 p.m. EDT. But I will continue to use the time stamp of 10:10 a.m. to remember the time of your death, Mom. I know this only matters to me, and to you, Mom.
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- Bloggery committed by chris tower - 2212.29 - 10:10
- Days ago = 2736 days ago
- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I plan to continue Hey Mom posts at least twice per week but will continue to post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.
- New note - On 1807.06, I ceased daily transmission of my Hey Mom feature after three years of daily conversations. I plan to continue Hey Mom posts at least twice per week but will continue to post the days since ("Days Ago") count on my blog each day. The blog entry numbering in the title has changed to reflect total Sense of Doubt posts since I began the blog on 0705.04, which include Hey Mom posts, Daily Bowie posts, and Sense of Doubt posts. Hey Mom posts will still be numbered sequentially. New Hey Mom posts will use the same format as all the other Hey Mom posts; all other posts will feature this format seen here.
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