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Posts tagged “Father

The Peacoat

Posted on November 7, 2018

I was writing at home, or trying to, when the desire to get up out of my chair finally struck me. I needed out, I needed to get out into the fall weather and interact with humans and stop looking at the page. I grabbed my pea coat, slipped it on, and slipped out the door. My girlfriend at the time wasn’t home yet. The night was cold, and my feet slid over wet leaves that covered the grimy Portland sidewalk. Several times, I had to check my pace or risk falling to the tar. I took in the night air, letting it fill my lungs and letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. Upon entering the store, I wandered around aimlessly. I wasn’t…

The Lobsterman

Posted on August 17, 2018

The rain was falling hard, and so I ducked into a dimly-lit bar. It’s the same bar where I stare into the painted face of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, a face painted by the same man who is supposed to be my biological father. Longfellow’s white bearded visage hangs to my right on the far wall, while an etching of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s tombstone looms directly over me. My bartender’s name is Jasper and he is one of my customers at work, who I don’t immediately recognize. He’s tall, lanky, with short dark hair and a well-manicured beard. He sees me trying to peer over the counter at the beers on tap. It’s an “Oktoberfest” buffet of choices. I ask Jasper to recommend one to…

My Father’s Painting

Posted on August 3, 2018

*The image used is Henry Wadsworth Longfellow by Thomas Buchanan.   I’m sitting underneath a painting of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. It’s a stately painting, and the man who created this work of art is the man who is supposed to be my biological father. Longfellow’s stern, bearded countenance is aimed down at me as I slug on a dark beer in a cold glass. My own face and beard, less gray and less lined, are lit by a combination of votive candles and streetlights. A mirror hanging on the wall next to my head reveals all this from time to time whenever I deign to gaze back at the man I see before me, the reflection of myself in my 30’s. The dichotomy of…

The Assassination of Luke Skywalker.

Posted on March 15, 2018

There seems to be two schools of thought on Luke Skywalker’s character as depicted in Star Wars: The Last Jedi. The first is that his character is actually completely true to that of the original trilogy, and in the defeated hermit we see on screen in TLJ lie the tattered vestiges of heroics, idealism, and youth that have naturally fallen away under the harsh realities of a galaxy constantly at war. The second is that the Luke we see on screen is an entirely new creature, one so far removed from the Luke we see in the original trilogy that he may as well be another character entirely. And either because of this, or maybe because the filmmakers haven’t done a good enough job…

Friend Files #22 – Derek Hoffman

Posted on January 5, 2016

*Blog Post Photo by Aubri Hoffman Friend Files is a feature I added to my blog, Away With Words, a while back – this being the 22nd installment. Past installments appear under the “Friend Files” tag on my blog. I will be interviewing a friend of mine and showcasing why they are a friend to me and what I like about them, and also a mini-interview (five questions) that detail what they think of me. It’s a way to acknowledge my friends out there and what they’re up to and also introduce them to my larger group of friends, acquaintances, and anyone else who might be interested in reading online. Today, I will be talking about Derek Hoffman. Before I get into what I think of him, here is…

The Rat

Posted on August 24, 2015

Back when I was married, I did lots of homebody things. We worked on the pipes underneath the house (I actually had to do that twice, which sucked big time), we tried to expand the yard for the animals, we made little improvements that took a lot of time and ate a lot of money but didn’t really outwardly show unless we pointed it out to someone who had been there before we fixed it. During this time, I felt I bonded with my wife’s father. He was a gruff guy on the exterior. He rode motorcycles, worked on cars and built them from scratch, did a lot of yard work and maintenance things. He was a real “man’s man”. I was the opposite,…

Friend Files #15 – Amanda Ravange

Posted on March 16, 2015

Friend Files is a new feature I’ve added to Away With Words, this being just the fifteenth installment. I will be interviewing a friend of mine and showcasing why they are a friend to me and what I like about them, and also a mini-interview (five questions) that detail what they think of me. It’s a way to acknowledge my friends out there and what they’re up to and also introduce them to my larger group of friends, acquaintances, and anyone else who might be interested in reading. Today, I will be talking about Amanda Ravange. Before I get into what I think of her, here is my mini-interview with Amanda (exchanged over Facebook) where she jotted down just a few thoughts:   AMANDA RAVANGE’S FRIEND FILES…