The American Spectator

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br> Some forever, not for better, br> Some have gone, br> And some still remain..." /em> /blockquote>

It all makes me think of Garth Wood, and Peter Feierabend, and above all, my mother and father, and the glorious dogs, Trixie, Mary, Martha, Ginger, Susan, Puppy-Wuppy. Great human beings like Mr. and Mrs. Scull. Too many people gone. Too many dogs gone. Well, enough reverie for this moment....

I got out of the shower and got into my bed. I put on my headphones and listened to what has become by far my favorite song this year: "Wooden Ships," originally written, I think, by Jefferson Airplane, but covered perfectly by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young. I first heard that song when I was a teacher at University of California, Santa Cruz, back before the state ruined it with excess construction. Those were palmy days.

blockquote> em>"Wooden ships on the water, br> Very free, br> Easy the way you know it's supposed to be, br> Tell the people on the shorelines, br> Let us be, br> It must be free and easy…" /em>

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