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"Home Doggy Dog"

I have arrived back in the area for a few days.  Posts will resume next Tuesday.  My buddy Stewart says I will be "Home Doggy Home" and I will attempt to squeeze in a month in 6 days.  My daughter, Mackenzie, is getting married this weekend, so I will have some mandatory commitments and will try to be where I am supposed to be and at the same time try and catch up with some old friends.  


I have a line I have rehearsed non-stop.  Like any great actor I am attempting to do what I can with a small but important role.  My line is, "Her Mother and I."   Method acting states I must find the emotional center of the character and present the line after having fused with the character and his motivation for uttering the line.  Now then I can do a Brando "conflicted" presentation dripping with moroseness or a cerebral Olivier.  What will probably happen is a bumbling awkward Jimmy Stewart.  In the interest of full disclosure it should be said that I forgot one of my lines last time I was required to speak at a wedding.  


My chronic social shyness will be put to the test as I greet family and friends for the wedding and reception.  Hopefully I will keep my gaffes at a minimum.  I'll be the one hiding in the corner with a beer in both hands.




This is one of those watershed events that mark the passages of one's life.  My thoughts range from extreme joy for the newlyweds, to being home, really home, and of course, reflecting on my own life.  A mixed bag of emotions will rule the day.  But, I think, sadness and self-contemplation must take a back seat this weekend.  A ceremony that joins two people and witnessed by family and friends trumps all other thoughts and feelings.  Much happiness to the new couple.  


I plan on "making the rounds" while home to catch up on some friends and perhaps a few of the foods and activities I miss.   Tomorrow I'll post the Decorah Eagles that should get you through till Tuesday.  

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  1. AnonymousApril 27, 2012 at 6:22 PM

    I'm afeered I'm gonna cry like a baby when my kids get married, 'specially my daughter.

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