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Thieves of the blue sky
[ad_1] PASTC-5M Super Galaxy, the successor to the C-5When I was a very little boy, we lived in Horsham, Pennsylvania near an Air National Guard base. The drone of the large planes flying overhead was part of the soundtrack of my childhood. I assume that at least some...
Road trip – by Scott Marsland, FNP-C
[ad_1] PASTMy big, strong dadMy dad was a sales representative for a series of companies which make walk-in freezers. His customers were restaurants and fast food chains. He worked for Bastian Blessing, Vollrath, Frigidaire and Masterbilt. After my mom and dad...
Honest Fight – by Scott Marsland, FNP-C
[ad_1] PASTI’ve always been small. If you believe that adversity builds character, then I’m a capital C Character, as I’ve encountered my share of bullies. But sometimes they bit off more than they could chew.This story can be told today because we have exceeded the...
Preggers – by Scott Marsland, FNP-C
[ad_1] Helen Boyd Marsland and Walter Stanley Marsland, Jr (my Pop pop)PASTA refrain which I heard frequently as a child was that I was “just looking for attention.” I had some intuition that this wasn’t a bad thing, but it was framed as just that by some of the...
From Russia with love – by Scott Marsland, FNP-C
[ad_1] PASTMe at Camp Harmony, Spring 1992This story takes us back to my adventures with the Brethren Volunteer Service (BVS), as recounted in Hot Mess Express. After my excommunication from the San Antonio Catholic Worker House, I became sick as a dog for a week....
Are we there yet? – by Scott Marsland, FNP-C
[ad_1] DISTANT PASTMarsland Thanksgiving 1977My family moved from Horsham, PA to West Hartford, CT in 1973. For the next six years, we would make trips back to Pennsylvania for holidays such as Easter, occasionally Christmas, but always Thanksgiving. The Marsland clan...
Where is God? – by Scott Marsland, FNP-C
[ad_1] PROLOGUEWriting has held solace and meaning for me since I was a boy, sending and receiving letters to my Pop pop, Aunt Julie and Grandma Jones. In ninth and twelfth grades I had a superb English teacher named Kate Forney. Never do I put pen to paper without...
Little grey cells – by Scott Marsland, FNP-C
[ad_1] PASTToday I have a facility with numbers and finances, but that wasn’t always the case. When I was a boy, I delivered papers for the New Britain Herald. It was an afternoon paper, back when there were such things. In my substack Capital C Characters, I wrote...
A day in the life
[ad_1] Taking a break from writing Lightning Bug every week since October 2023 has been helpful, in order to rest, ponder and organize ideas in my mind. I like noticing what bubbles up to the top. Today’s post is a nod to one of my favorite Beatles songs, but also a...
