And when I am in the street with the people I am closest to Him.
James E. Magner Jr. Only the Shadow of the Great Fool. 1996
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What a wonderful surprise seeing that vertical jotting by Magner. I was just thinking of him and speaking fondly of him late tonight (there is really no other way to speak or think of him) ~ how he would lean against his open doorway and wait for me "There she is!!" he would say with delight like a child seeing the ice cream truck finally arrive at the curb of his world. He was always so calm with everything, about everything. And as he lay dying, I kissed him and told him I would see him again. And then I left and drove into the sunset. It was good to see his words and his name and his soul on your site. thank you for that. vicque www.blueflamingoproductions.com
Since 1987, I've taught high school in the inner-city public schools of Cleveland, Ohio. The Cleveland Municipal School District is a system fraught with the challenges inherent to a large district and an impoverished city. I am publishing this journal in response to those who are quick to criticize "those lazy, greedy, teachers". I offer you a glimpse into my world.
I have always been a student of behavior. As a child, I would tame wild creatures and befriend strays.
When I grew up, my natural empathy helped me become adept at observing, understanding and predicting human behavior, as well as discovering and studying what inspires and motivates people.
Especially fascinating, are relationships; who we choose to associate with, and why; how we interact with one another, and how we affect each others lives.
Although this blog dates back to 2004, it wasn't until 2007 when I finally purchased a digital camera, that I began adding photos to my posts. Scroll down the sidebar and you will find slide shows relating to topics I've posted aboout over this past year. Click on any photo to enlarge it.
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What a wonderful surprise seeing that vertical jotting by Magner. I was just thinking of him and speaking fondly of him late tonight (there is really no other way to speak or think of him) ~ how he would lean against his open doorway and wait for me "There she is!!" he would say with delight like a child seeing the ice cream truck finally arrive at the curb of his world. He was always so calm with everything, about everything. And as he lay dying, I kissed him and told him I would see him again. And then I left and drove into the sunset. It was good to see his words and his name and his soul on your site. thank you for that.
vicque
www.blueflamingoproductions.com
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