Will Edwinson

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Some Reflections about Music

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I’m going to take a diversion today from my normal routine of nostalgia and venture over into the world of music; perhaps even laced with a bit of cynicism. I’m not a trained musician by any sense of the word.  I’m not even able to read music, except to know that when notes move up on the lines of the staff, so does the pitch.  But this is not to say that I don’t enjoy or recognize good music when I hear it; because I do.

In order to escape the drivel found… Continue reading

Guardian Angels or Instinct?–You Decide

ID-10052124There have been a few times in my life when I have narrowly escaped the Grim Reaper.  Some of those close calls were due to the foolishness of youth, but I have one such escape in particular I would like to share with you.  One in which I truly believe my Guardian Angel, working through Dad, snatched me from the Reaper’s clutches.

During the early 1940s, Dad and one of his farmer neighbors were trucking partners of sorts. He and this neighbor were more than friends; they were practically like brothers.    They were… Continue reading

Comparing The Crafting Of A Story To A Road Trip

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I believe Crafting a story can be much like a road trip; both have a beginning, a middle, and an ending, with a few diversions and some conflict thrown into the mix.

I’m often asked if I use an outline when I craft a story.  Always the same, my answer is:  “No, I hate outlines.  I hated them in high school, and I hated them in college.  I think the rigidity of an outline kills the creative spirit. ”  Whenever I had a school assignment that required… Continue reading

Are We Americans Bein’ Brainwashed?—A Guest Post by Rube

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Greetings friends. Well the holiday season is behind us, we’re into a new year, and it’s time to move on to other things. Rube has another guest post today that I think you might find interesting. Speaking of Rube, I’ve had some readers tell me he is a little difficult to read because he writes the way he speaks. I understand their dilemma. As I mentioned early on, though, Rube only completed eighth grade in school, so his manner of speaking or writing isn’t quite as polished as that of the rest… Continue reading

Olde Hometown America—As I Remember It

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I was perusing an issue of Reminisce magazine where I came upon an article featuring an artist painting scenes of the “old days” as he remembered them in his hometown of Bridgeport, Connecticut.  This started me reminiscing about the hometown of my early youth where I spent the first thirteen years of my life.  Back in the days of the 1930s, ‘40s, and even through a good part of the 1950s, small town America with a population of 500—give or take 10—was able to support enough businesses to provide anyone living there with… Continue reading

Are Computers and the Internet All That Great?

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Will Edwinson—Frustrated Writer

Are computers and the Internet all that great?  I’d wager that anyone beyond age 75 would say a resounding no,  and I’m one of those beyond 75-ers who agrees.  You see, friends, it’s happened to me again; I got into another battle with this  @#$%!*!@! computer and the Internet this past week. Geesh!  This blasted thing is going to be the death of me, yet. Or better still,  I’m going to be the death of it, and banish it to the trashcan. Stupid computer.… Continue reading

An evening With Mark Twain

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 Mark Twain is one of my favorite literary humorists.  The following story, though not necessarily nostalgic, was such a pleasing experience, I just couldn’t resist inserting it into this collection.

 One March evening a few years ago, about one hundred people, including myself, spent a delightful evening at the Pocatello, Idaho, 1st Presbyterian Church with one of America’s favorite litterateurs, Mark Twain.  The evening was dubbed an “Italian Night Out,” and it began with a delicious spaghetti dinner provided by the Presbyterian women.  After dinner we were treated to a performance of… Continue reading

The Old Fireman’s Ball

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 It’s New Years Eve, and this brings to mind a few almost forgotten experiences from the past.  Dances were a big thing in small communities during the 1940s and ‘50s.   The bars in those communi-ties had not yet discovered the idea of having an in-house band for dance music, so people relied on community dances for this form of entertainment.   The big dances at Soda Springs High School when I was a student there during the 1950s, were the Junior Prom, Senior Ball, The Sweetheart Ball (centered around Valentine’s day),… Continue reading

Memories of Pa Pa and Grandma Titus

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 One day over coffee, friends and I were discussing some of our childhood memories. The discussion brought to mind the canning bees organized by my mother and her sisters that took place at Grandma Titus’ house  during the 1940s.  My maternal grandparents had a small truck farm and apple orchard in Grace, Idaho. This little plot provided much of the fruit and vegetables for our families.  When certain crops reached maturity, the sisters would get together to harvest and can them on the spot.

 I remember one pea… Continue reading

MERRY CHRISTMAS

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It’s Christmas Morn: and Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the new born King. Peace on Earth and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled.  Joyful all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem, Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new born King.

Joy To The World, The Lord is com.  Let Earth receive her King.  Let every heart prepare Him room. And Heaven and nature sing, And Heaven  and nature sing. and Heaven, and Heaven, and nature… Continue reading

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