Sometimes, some odd thoughts find their way to the surface, and sometimes…they are worth capturing before they are lost. This is one of those thoughts. Admittedly, it is a wee piece, but it seemed worth sharing.
One of the true bits of sadness in my life is that my time crossed with the time of Trump. How this comic book villain, “Filthy McNasty,” rose to the highest office in the land is more than I can imagine, even when I am in the midst of a nightmare brought on by a bit of “bad beef” as was the strange dream conjured up by Ebenezer Scrooge in Dicken’s “Christmas Carol.” That bad dream had a good ending and so I hope ours will too.
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Published by Ed Pirie
I am a native Vermonter. I am a child of the 50s, 1951 to be exact. For much of my youth Vermont had one foot in the 19th century and one in the 20th century. The old ways coexisted with a world that was changing. We were sort of insulated in Vermont from much that was happening outside our state, but our little protective bubble was shrinking. My understanding of today has been greatly influenced by the past as the past was always part of our present in the Vermont of the 1950s and even the 60s. I am not much of a follower and like to do my own thinking. You will find my thoughts on many topics here. I value my family and a quiet existence in a very rural part of Vermont. I try to write clearly and simply. I hope you enjoy and thank you for visiting my site. Take care.
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