She: Alice Bradley Sheldon, unveiled , in 1977 that Jim Tiptree, Jr. was a woman. Looked her up: murder-suicde pact, 1987 shot husband (blind and an invalid) then herself. A married lesbian.
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Least We Can Do: Brighten up the scene. I have a new motto for my 1 page poems I give away free: "Lifting the mood of the city, one Detroiter at a time".
Thank you very much. I: Thank you very much. I thought the contrast between how and what I was at college, and how and what I am now (much different in appearance; but inwardly, not much changed, I think) would amuse them. Thanks for the encouraging words. I thought, yesterday, that posting it might be criticized as egotistical, but you have validated my decision.
Sparkling eloquence and your: Sparkling eloquence and your signature wit (Rock'n that green!) make this the perfect celebration. Yes, it did feel like a lifetime of "too many/ snowy cold iced/ shiftings to arrive." You brought the feeling of renewal to life.
Your grandchildren will be: Your grandchildren will be proud, and I can imagine the stories they'll tell of the great barefoot poet who left such a beautiful, interesting and inspiring legacy. Always a pleasure to read your anecdotes, especially the ones that shocked a staid and bland Middle America.
I would love to say a vegan: I would love to say a vegan diet was an overnight cure for my addiction, but it took a personal crash landing to make me want to find freedom. I had to choose between my life and the bottle, and well, here I am. I will say that my diet helped quite a bit because a healthier body is an emotionally stronger body, and you really need some steady nerves to power through those first months.
Actually, years. For the rest of your life.
Even if a vegan diet didn't improve my health significantly, it's a wonderful feeling to leave the world a little more peaceful than I found it.
Important information here.
Christmas Saturday has long: Christmas Saturday has long fascinated me: 1976, 1982, 1993, 1999, 2004, 2010, 2021, 2027. There are gaps of six, five, and eleven years. In the early centuries of the Orthodox Faith, Easter's position with respect to the lunar calendar than prevalent in Judea has much more attestation in the Gospels than Christmas. So, while Easter is a moveable feast---and the Good Friday/Easter Sunday custom, that we are used to is heavily attested to in Apostle John's Gospel---Christmas is not as well documented (not even mentioned by Mark and John), and was therefore given a fixed date.
When my birthday falls on a Thursday, there will be in that year a Christmas Saturday. Because 1976 was such a significant year for me, personally, the synchronization of its dates in other years became important to me. What I found was that pattern I described above---gaps of five, six and eleven years. May I ask in what source you found the seven year gap mentioned in the penultimate line of your poem? I could not find such a gap: am I barking up the wrong tree? Lol, am I even in the right neighborhood?