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    • from the website: Through the Looking Glass
    • from the website: Barnhardt
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  • Articles
    • The Overland Stage
      • The Holladay Overland Stage: 1 – The Central Route
      • The Overland Stage – 2 Company Operations
      • The Overland Stage – 3 Exploring The Route – An Overview
      • The Overland Stage: 4 – South Platte/Julesburg/Ft Sedgwick
        • Jack Slade
      • The Overland Stage: 5 – Julesburg to Junction Station (aka Ft Morgan)
      • The Overland Stage: 6 – Junction Station to Latham
      • The Overland Stage: 7 – Latham Crossing to Fort Collins
      • The Overland Stage: 8 – LaPorte to Virginia Dale
      • The Overland Stage: 9 – Virginia Dale to Cooper Creek
      • The Overland Stage: 10 – Cooper Creek to Pass Creek
        • Fletcher Family
      • The Overland Stage: 11 – Pass Creek to Bridger Station
      • The Overland Stage: 12 – Bridger Pass to Duck Lake
      • The Overland Stage: 13 – Duck Lake to LaClede
      • The Overland Stage: 14 – LaClede to Almond
      • The Overland Stage: 15 – Almond to Rock Springs
      • The Overland Stage: 16 – Rock Springs to Fort Bridger
      • The Overland Stage: 17 – Fort Bridger to Weber Station

I find I don’t wish to explore new lands, but to explore again those I have already passed through, trying to see what I’d missed in the first hectic rush … Gerard Van der Leun

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Valentine’s Day

The New American Digest Posted on February 14, 2025 by JeanMarch 23, 2025

you love strawberries…

you told me
once
that I taste
better
than strawberries.

♥!♥♥♥!♥♥♥♥

Say please…

We, you and I,
along with them,
will never, possibly sometime,
cautiously once in a while
SCREAM hesitatingly while
requesting not quite boldly
but softer than a whisper…
love me, dammit.

♥♥♥♥♥♥

Will be done…

if there
is one
I will
find it.

if there
is none
I will
make it.

a way
to
you.

♥♥♥♥

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Untitled

The New American Digest Posted on February 1, 2025 by JeanMarch 23, 2025

hello. where did you

go. you were here

just a minute ago.

I blinked and breathed

and missed you leave.

hello. where did you

go.

I'll save your space

beside me. listen for

your laugh. re-welcome you

again. again.

hello.

where did you

go.

Jean
originally posted on Pondering……. 4-22-2010.

http://beauvoirglass.blogspot.com/

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Write your life…

The New American Digest Posted on January 24, 2025 by JeanMarch 23, 2025

Whether it be like this or in letters to yourself,
as in a journal, or a diary.
Write everything about you so that others
may know. How you lived.
What you thought. When you cried.
Loved and laughed. Did you dream?
It may be found some day, and those who
knew you. Might cry. Might laugh.
Might gasp, "That's why!"
"That's when!" "That's where!"
Then again, a stranger might find you
in your words. And know you better than
all those others. Take you home.
Live with you another life.
See in you another way. Love their life again.
Find the path. Forgive their pain.
See the stars.
You are a book. A poem. A song.
Write your life.

******************************************************************************

originally posted on my blog Pondering....... 7-3-2007

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Tomorrow

The New American Digest Posted on January 18, 2025 by AnneMarch 23, 2025

Anne presented this in the comments; I thought it worthy enough that her words should be shared with all rather than buried in a comment.
Anne - I hope that's OK; I didn't get your permission first.

I saw tomorrow yesterday
Actually, almost all of our tomorrows.

Standing inside with the cart full of groceries
I waited for him as he walked down the wrong row of cars searching for ours—away from me.

The gray skies had opened up
sending a golden shaft of light down on him
as he walked away from me.

My beloved is eighty two in a month from now—
The smartest man I have ever known seemed confused.

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Gerard Van der Leun
12/26/45 - 1/27/23


Gerard's Last Post
(posthumous): Feb 4, 2023
"So Long. See You All a Little Further Down the Road"

When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?
Or tropical rain?
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue?
Or run into a savior true?
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night, straight to the light
Holding the love I’ve known in my life
And no hard feelings

Avett Brothers - No Hard Feelings

The following was posted along with the announcement of Gerard's passing.
Leonard Cohen - Going Home

For a 2005 interview with Gerard


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Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you

Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'

I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it


Men who saw night coming down about them could somehow act as if they stood at the edge of dawn.


From Gerard's site. The picture always caught my eye.

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