I MADE A FRIEND FIFTY YEARS AGO and I miss him Tailing in on the last post about shipyards and shipyard complexities and shipyard workers, specifically shipfitters. All the trades in a shipyard have a two digit shop number designation. That number is printed large on each side of their hard hat. Each shop’s hard … More Regret? Hardly. I Made a Lifelong Friend.
One of the worst ever jobs I had while in the Navy was a job I was assigned to when I first was promoted out of the enlisted ranks to Warrant Officer. Usually Warrant Officer is a sweet position in the Navy. You’re neither fish nor fowl, as the saying goes. No longer an enlisted … More Waterfront Communication Skills
I’ve written just a little bit about “approximation” before. It was on October 4th, 2017. You can look it up by using the archives piled up over there on the right. The idea of approximation is common amongst us all. We all do it. Sometimes it’s appropriate and other times not at all. To have … More Approximation and Having Fun Without It.
Here is one I can’t ignore any longer. I like it but it needs a brushing up or something. Peace out, G. M. Goodwin 20 March 2018 Spring! NOW AND FOREVER MORE AMEN I sit in my big soft chair Gazing above the false horizon Set by the trees and shrubs growing Outside my window. … More Don’t Say I Didn’t Warn You.
I’ve been fascinated lately by sperm whales. I found that they dive deep into the ocean and eat giant squid. That statement is enough to hold my mind captive for a few days. I’m familiar with diving deeply into the ocean. I’ve seen with my own two eyes what is deep under the surface in … More The Depths of Our Planet…(and One Other Place that is deeper)
I wrote a poem six years ago that continues to fascinate me. I like the simple idea that generated it and I think the words of the poem capture it well. I’m going to put all iterations here. The poem is titled, “March 8 in Maine”. A new warm day Whispers Around the doors and … More Living Has its Moments.
My day yesterday was filled with metaphor and irony. My friend Ron, a high school class mate, has been hospitalized for feeling woozy and falling over. Now that he is better he is being placed in an assisted living place until his chemistry stabilizes. Vague I know but that is about what it is. He … More ‘Tis the Season for a Bit of a Rant. Dreamers (and Such) are We!
There’s a book floating in the ether waiting to happen. I will write it and the title will be, “Fat Jar of Gravy”. Before I get to that I need to tell you about the Sumo orange. When I arrived back in Maine two days ago I realized that when I reached my house I … More “Fat Jar of Gravy” By George MacKenzie Goodwin
As well as for their families, friends, neighbors, co-workers, distant associates, vaguely remembered school chums, and people who sat next to them on the bus. MASS SHOOTINGS IN USA A number of our citizens lost touch with their emotions, decompensated, and shot all the people they could in a short period of time. They did … More The Bullets Were Meant for These People… (Edit) By ‘these people’ I mean the list of people in Table 1. below.
This past week has been thought provoking. I left Florida and steered Rocinante in the direction of Atlanta. Of course coming from the Gulf side of Florida one must make a bend around to get in the direction of Atlanta. The route involves a lot of horizontal movement since Florida is flat as a pancake. … More Florida to Georgia to Tennessee to North Carolina. Feeling the warmth leaving my body as I toodle-oo up this side of the Mississippi.
Playing Fair and Being Kind 