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An Update of John Philip (Jerry) Sercer’s Life, Since he would not do this himself.

Today at around 10:00am Jerry rose from the carpeted floor right next to the front door, walked upstairs and said “bye,” collected his blue alarm clock, sneakers, a butterfly kite, gym shorts, velcro shoes, threw out a tecate, drum can, and an old razor, and walked out. I followed. He has a mound of clothes […]

Really?

That is a lie, Michael.

An adventure for a poem

I came across this poem a while back, but it should remind us to have adventures always, no matter how old we get. It is by Mark Van Doren, a devout Catholic and legendary professor of English at Columbia back in the day. He taught Dr. John Senior, and (I believe) Paul Spring’s father. I […]

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