Ferne and Everett Court They have children…First Audrey, my mother… Howard, Audrey and Beverly… Much later, their fourth child, Mike is born.
Author: eklektikosbystar
I am a Wordpress rookie. As promised, come hell or high water, I finally got my “baby blog” going. For the time being, it is not interactive. No, it’s just a place for me to share my written words, and for others to take what they like, and leave the rest.
At the start of this endeavor I am almost 66 years old. Allegedly “retired”, I never lack for inspiration in a world pulsing with options...and distractions.
I’ve never understood the concept of boredom. While for some it is regarded as an unavoidable reality, I seem to teeter toward an intolerance of it.
And, as a person who seeks compassion, I know that condescension besmirches my soul.
We are all different, wired as we are by our respective predispositions, the environment we’re birthed into, as well as all future pit stops and destinations.
This word ramble on the matter of boredom reminds me of journaling back in the seventies, e.g., when I took an Introduction to Philosophy course...
Were I enrolled in said class today, all of the above pros would likely be entered into the journal. Now, as then, I would not necessarily reach any conclusions; but I’d do a spectacular job of contemplating...the contemplation!
Other Girls Glued by Ferne
Shirley (aka Kathleen) Glued
Photos for Ferne Gene Project
The Ferne Gene Draft
(That’s my mom on the left, a survivor of The Ferne Gene!) Stuck like some thorn in my brain, I’ve simply gotta get this thing out! For the record, but mostly for just my own sake, released. Over the course of my life more than one sociopathic person has touched, and let ‘s just be… Continue reading The Ferne Gene Draft
tRump Art by Star
Roy Sturgill, A Pearl Harbor Survivor
Roy Sturgill preparing for a dive in Australia…1942 or 1943… Written by Star Holmberg December 4, 2006 In the last hours of my father’s life he lay silent and still, staring upward with eyes that had seen a myriad of things, but which seemed to see nothing on that particular day. The vibrant energy that… Continue reading Roy Sturgill, A Pearl Harbor Survivor

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