Losing Touch: The Collateral Damage of Time’s Iniquity – Post 39 by Gavin Lakin

Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it. - Anais Nin Sipping the straw from a tall cup of A&W root beer, she leaned across the front seat to flip Silk Degrees to side two. With her narrow, tanned arm extended, and frizzy blond hair tinseled by filtered … Continue reading Losing Touch: The Collateral Damage of Time’s Iniquity – Post 39 by Gavin Lakin

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Footprints: The Children of Earth Day – Post 38 by Gavin Lakin

Footprints: The Children of Earth Day – Post 38 by Gavin Lakin   Earth does not belong to us; we belong to earth. Take only memories, leave nothing but footprints. - Chief Seattle On a sweltering June 1971 San Fernando Valley morning, children in bell bottoms and paisley skirts, with flaxen long hair or brunette … Continue reading Footprints: The Children of Earth Day – Post 38 by Gavin Lakin

Oh, Shall We Be Bookish About the ‘70s? – Post 37 by Gavin Lakin

As a teenager surrounded by the decade’s Human Potential zeitgeist, the books on my nightstand were not Roth or Goldman or Updike. Nor were they Rice, Rossner or Butler. Once, as a younger child, I absorbed stories, seeking meaning through an animal’s dilemma, a friendship in trouble, parents fighting. But I was being pulled toward … Continue reading Oh, Shall We Be Bookish About the ‘70s? – Post 37 by Gavin Lakin

All-in-One – Post 35 by Gavin Lakin

One. Its connotations are infinite. Painfully lonesome or intimately connected. The kid never picked to play basketball in gym or winning a championship - on top of the world. The lowest roll on a die or the winning knock card in Gin Rummy. The idioms: the one that got away or one for the record … Continue reading All-in-One – Post 35 by Gavin Lakin

Hey . . . All I Want is Just the Way it Used to Be – Post 34

Gavin Lakin Hey, Now: Screw you. I mean it. How did then become so inconsequential? All I want is just the way it used to be. Plaintive: from the French, plaintif (aggrieved, lamenting), plainte (lament, complaint); Adj: Sounding sorrowful, mournful or melancholic. Example: A Top Ten plaintive song from Bread, released in 1976, written by … Continue reading Hey . . . All I Want is Just the Way it Used to Be – Post 34

Badminton Baseball, My Brother and Me by Gavin Lakin – Post 33

As he stood, knees slightly bent and arms at a fort-five-degree angle, the mesh racket was poised for the pitch. Winding up, I thought that some chin music would back him off the plate—which happened to be my lucky, well-oiled and broken-in little league catcher’s mitt. However, by design, the shuttlecock had its own particular … Continue reading Badminton Baseball, My Brother and Me by Gavin Lakin – Post 33