Or is that the "chief"? Mom calls me both, often at the same time. She used to call me Bob and Don a lot too. She never called me Sue or Sharon though.
Easy rider 1972
In the fall of '72 I rode from Oshawa Ontario to Panama, flew without my bike to Cochabamba Bolivia and stayed with my sister Suzanne & Bob for two months. I rode from Panama to Key West Fla., to L.A. Cal., to Vancouver B.C., to Red Deer Al., and stayed for a month with Betty and my brother Bob who took this picture. In the spring of '73 I rode from Red Deer to Oshawa, sold my bike within a week and haven't been on one since.
the stone mason
I am working on the only kind of walls that we should build.
The explanation of life and related writings.
While earning a B.A. and B.Phys.Ed. at McMaster U circa 1970 I learned conflict pervades our lives, and I asked why. After years of looking outside boxes I discovered the answer is the question of meaning I call "the last why", for it will never be answered. Still humanity has tried to "fill the void" behind "Why am I?" ever since, according to one story, it was first asked, by 'Eve'. The ways we try all conflict. The result is our history of optional, increasing conflict that will end in one of two ways.
In 2005 my Mom's need allowed me to see if I was a fool for asking why by seeking reaction to my detailed analysis the only way an anonymous carpenter could, with a website. I first tried to attract visitors with prose posts but when I realized I could rhyme reason I did for my poetry is so much easier to remember. I've had to advertise so I could be twice the fool but likes suggest I may not be.
If you like the reason in my rhymes please at least click the new 'like' (heart) button. It will help keep mine beating. Sharing may help keep the heart of humanity beating. Thank you. Doug.E.Barr