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Let me rephrase it: You write with the correct hand.Nope, I’m left handed. Orthodox folks wear their wedding rings on their right hand. The picture isn’t reversed
I'm a lefty, too.
Let me rephrase it: You write with the correct hand.Nope, I’m left handed. Orthodox folks wear their wedding rings on their right hand. The picture isn’t reversed
Ah, forgive me, I’m a little slow on the uptake before my coffeeLet me rephrase it: You write with the correct hand.
I'm a lefty, too.
Good stuff John!!Well I hate growing a beard. When I moved up here from California in 74 I started a beard as I was going to live in the rough. I already had a long ponytail.
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By 1988 I’d long since ditched the beard and did regular shaving twice a week whether it was needed or not. Even longer ponytail. Karyn is sure one fine looking lady isn’t she? We were down in Southern California desert riding 4 wheelers and dirt bikes with the family.
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By 1998 I’m still beardless and no more ponytail but still long hair. Karyn and I with one of our over night catches. Our vessel KraKaDawn is just in the picture sterned into the dock to the right. Karyn’s looking good ten years later.
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I don't think incorrigible ever applied to me being a lefty, put certainly did to one particular time of my life when my ingrained stubborn rebel caused me some particular grief.I prefer "incorrigible", personally. Another southpaw here.
She "Googled It"How many walruses has she kissed for comparison?
I enjoy writing a nice letter to a friend. If I want to write to a business or other entity, or a politician I always write in cursive and use a cartridge pen. I was once told a hand written letter to a politician is viewed as representing the opinion of 500 constituents. In other words, 499 other constituents feel the same way as person who takes the time and trouble to write.
I also like to write atta boys and atta girls when I receive exceptional customer service. I do those formally in cursive hoping they will end up in the personnel file of the employee I am praising.
I sense the loss of formality, discipline, education, and dismissal of cursive as another example of the decline of our civilization. That and the inability to drive a standard transmission.
Yep.There are times when I can’t even read my own writing.
My Dad had a Merc like that when I was young. Used a wood block to hold up there seat, whatever held the seat in full upright was broken. Remember riding in it everywhere.Another old one from shorpy .com
1955. A rainbow over the campus of Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo, seems to end on a row of classic 50s cars. The two-tone '53 Olds is nice, but I wish it wasn't obscuring the red-roofed Merc behind it. Shot by my brother, then a freshman there, on 35mm Kodachrome.
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