Category Archives: Memoirs

Stories, first hand, of people.

Rank and Experience

Posted on September 8, 2018 by hamiltonstation

When the US Navy commissions an officer, the (usually) young man or woman instantly acquires a significant load of both privilege and responsibility. At the moment the gold stripe or bar is fastened to the uniform of the midshipman or … Continue reading →

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Chipper. 1948 – 1961

Posted on April 28, 2018 by hamiltonstation

Probably the runt in a litter of seven, Chipper was born with a deformed tail – a show (dog) stopper for the pedigree breeder. The tail defect disqualified him for sale to dog  show enthusiasts, but ironically it probably increased … Continue reading →

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The Tree Partnership of 1980

Posted on March 5, 2018 by hamiltonstation

The specific idea that motivated me to commit to positioning myself in close proximity to a tree for ten minutes after sunset every day stemmed  from a season of marriage counseling and therapy, during which I learned that developing a … Continue reading →

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My Hands

Posted on December 1, 2016 by hamiltonstation

Hands I like my hands. While meditating I feel warmth and comfort from being aware of them holding each other lightly. My hands are friendly, and they are my friends. My body has been through a lot of strain and … Continue reading →

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Akron Woods – Orientation

Posted on March 26, 2012 by hamiltonstation

   It was the 5th grade in Salisbury, Massachusetts in September 1954. My parents announced that we were relocating to Kent Ohio, a small town near Akron, the tire-making capital of the US. Within weeks I was torn from my … Continue reading →

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Ocean Craft Comparison

Posted on January 5, 2012 by hamiltonstation

While paddling home from work, my phone rang. The seven-word sentence above would cause most people in my generation to pause in order to weigh exactly what is being said. People 30-years old and younger simply would not find anything … Continue reading →

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