Wednesday, April 30, 2014

775. Random thoughts on a park bench memorial

Ah, Old Man Bucklesby. He used to come to the park and sit for hours, ostensibly collecting ideas for his latest little novel or series in the grocery store magazines. But for this bench and the people he observed whilst sitting here, he would have been a complete failure. Rather, though, like much else of what he did, even his failures were incomplete. He hated everybody. (Credits to Jamie Maslin).

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The Archives at Milepost 606


Louisville, Kentucky, United States
Never married, liberal Democrat, born in 1960, opinionated but generally pleasant, member of the Episcopal Church. Graduate of Prestonia Elementary, Durrett High, and Spalding University; the first two now-closed Jefferson County Public Schools, the latter a very small liberal arts college in downtown Louisville affiliated with the Roman Catholic Sisters of Charity of Nazareth. My vocation and avocation is politics. My favorite pastime is driving the backroads of Kentucky and southern Indiana, visiting small towns, political hangouts, courthouses, churches, and cemeteries. You are welcome to ride with me sometime.