Thursday, November 10, 2005

I tried…
to compose a song or poem to celebrate the Marine Corps.' Birthday, the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald and the tenth anniversary of my husband’s successful (but really, really way too close for comfort) adrenalectomy. It didn’t quite come together. Maybe next year. There must be a way to make it work. I think of Marines, pheos and shipwrecks “When the skies of November turn gloomy.” Doesn’t everyone?

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