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1992: A Year I Could Do Without

(I won’t be writing or posting 9/11 memorials. I’ve done that before — in 2015, for example — and in multiple poems, including Old New York Photos, Another Ode To The United States Of America, You Can Not Crush Us, Tonight, and possibly others.) School Photo, 1992 This is my sophomore yearbook photo from Central[…]

Changing The Narrative

My wife’s eyes were damp when she came home from our daughter’s dance class yesterday. She quickly told me why. *** “I was sitting there, and other moms were in a group talking about the Nazi rally and the Confederate statues. One woman said something about how she didn’t understand why people wanted to remove[…]

When My Own Family’s Posts Are Racist, Sexist

Categories: Bigotry, Personal, Racism, Sexism
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Published on: 2017.06.26

I’ve blurred the avatar and first name because I don’t want to focus on one individual’s behavior. But I’ve left the surname visible: this was posted by a member of my extended family, someone I’ve known since childhood. I’ve been open about unfriending more than a dozen social media contacts last year (several of whom[…]

I Have Never Been So Sad To Be So Right

I called it in 2012: “I will now be the first person to project the winner of the 2016 Presidential election. I hereby project* that the Republican candidate will win in 2016.” And I doubled down nine months ago: “To summarize, I think it’s next-to-certain that the Democratic nominee this year will be Hillary Clinton,[…]

Why I ‘Friended’ You

(Note: I really wish I had finished this entry before this weekend’s Trump revelations. I don’t want anyone to think this is about that. I’ve been working on this entry for months.) Using my only superpower: Overthinking (Copyright © 2014 by Wil C. Fry.) I’ve wanted to write about “why I unfriended you” for so[…]

Thoughts On The Fifth Anniversary Of My Daughter’s Birth

A photo from each birthday, zero through five (Copyright © 2010-2015 by Wil C. Fry. Some rights reserved.)   “This is the best birthday of my entire life!” said my daughter during her fifth birthday party yesterday. The phrase brought smiles to everyone who heard it. For her, the birthday meant gifts, cake, entertainment at[…]

The Time Machine Keeps On Clicking

Categories: Photography
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Published on: 2015.04.19

Photography has taken a back seat for me lately, as I focus on parenting and self-preservation — I’ve had a couple of molars extracted and quit smoking, just to name a couple of priorities. But I still occasionally get something I’m really happy with. For those of you who don’t follow me on Flickr, here[…]

Flashback: Summer of ’84

My Fall 1984 school portrait (“Summer of ’84” doesn’t have quite the same ring to it as the title/chorus of Bryan Adams’ Summer of ’69, which was incidentally recorded in 1984, but I didn’t live through 1969.) What triggered my flashback: Returning from our neighborhood’s swimming pool with the kids. The smell of sunscreen and[…]

Thankful

Categories: Nostalgia, Personal
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Published on: 2013.11.28

Tempted to rant that the 2013 “Sequester” is still ongoing without much fanfare, or that the Sequester isn’t as badly named as the nuclear option, or any number of other things rolling around in my head, I instead decided to do the whole “what I’m thankful for” bit. “It goes without saying” doesn’t apply here.[…]

Wonderful Coincidences

Categories: Personal
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Published on: 2005.07.05

(Copyright © 2005 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.) For the first time in many years, my family had a traditional Fourth of July celebration. Oh, we always try something… a cookout, pop a few firecrackers… something. But this time, we had the whole package. Part of it was due to a series of[…]

Independence Day

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Published on: 2005.07.04

Dancing around in my head are memories of terribly hot Oklahoma summers from my childhood. They are happy memories. The adults cooking up tons of hot dogs and hamburgers, and laying red-and-white checkered table cloths over picnic tables with a thousand condiments and varieties of potato chips. The kids running willy-nilly across the sparse dry[…]

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