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On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   On The Ground….Again!   When the Footloose Forester ventured far afield in his lifelong adventure to seek out the mysteries of nature, he often found himself without food or shelter.  Not to worry, that was...

      On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   My Bid Is 8 Spades   The people are real…the events are real…the circumstances are real…the principles are real…the lessons are real…the story is real; but this story, itself is about a dream....

  On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Sleeping In Graveyards (On A Visit to See George Stidworthy—American Rifleman)   A Footloose Forester who wanted to be… On the road….again! ...by choice, very often elected his own adventures.  So it was that he...

  On the road …again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Seek …And Ye Shall Find One of the things that slows us down as writers is our inability to immediately think of the right word to use in a planned zinger campaign.  More constraining...

On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   We May Never Meet Again   Older folks tend to look back in time more often than youngsters do.  The older we become, the more time we have to devote to our private thoughts and...

  On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Florida Gators vs. the Florida gators   When he was a Grad Student at the University of Florida, the Footloose Forester witnessed the sudden development and equally sudden departure of a bizarre fad that...

  On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Hand-Me-Downs   Once in a while, we hear a remark that is intended as an insult about how another person is dressed.  Wild polka-dot pants or flaming Hawaiian shirts are worn as fashion statements...

  On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Third World Footnotes       You Might Be Middle Class If…                                                You Might...

  Novices, Ghost Writers, Editors, and Publishers   Most, if not all, would-be writers are diffident about some aspect of their craft. Even world renowned novelists of the past had their private misgivings about writing well; or even being able to write at all. Writer’s block is a condition that involves...

  DEDICATION TREES     This tree is dedicated to:   Jaelyn Hunt     When I was born, the other baby trees in the nursery were much bigger than me; much cuter, too. But they were fun to be around and we all got along. After all, we are from the...

    NOBODY LIKES A CRITIC By Dick Pellek   FOREWORD   The Mice once called a meeting to decide on a plan to free themselves of their enemy, the Cat. Something had to be done, for they lived in such constant fear of her claws that they hardly dared stir...

On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Who Manages The Managers?   The chronicles and personal stories of the Footloose Forester , up to this point, purposely avoided episodes that were critical of others, accusatory, or those that cast aspersions. Although everyone...

  On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Regrets   “To thine own self be true” is a dictum that has survived as a lesson in character building since biblical times. In being honest with oneself, most of us would admit to having...

On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Sunshine Makes Me Happy   The Zugspitze, the tallest mountain in the Bavarian Alps was exciting to see and exciting to climb.  Warm sunny weather helped a lot and remains as one of the fondest of...

  On the road… again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   A Very Strange Bird Is The Pelican Having a short name with only 6 letters didn’t limit the number of ways his family name was mispronounced or misspelled. In junk mail, in particular, it...

On the road …again!! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Under the WiliWili Tree   Starting just as soon as it gets light, you can see one or two people stooping over to pick something up from the grass under the WiliWili Tree.  Local residents,...

  On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Anecdotes About Flying- Part II The Terminals and the Tarmac   With more than 700 flights under his belt, the Footloose Forester didn’t need to think too hard about some of the quirks of flying. ...

  On the road…again! Afghanistan to Zambia Chronicles of a Footloose Forester By Dick Pellek   Anecdotes About Flying   Part I – Booking and Boarding   Bits and pieces, flashes of the past, a jogged memory or two….all amount to mere snippets of a story. So, instead of one continuous...

  Quinn’s Hill     Mrs. Anna Quinn was old and frail. We youngsters who lived on Church Street in Netcong, New Jersey remember her as tiny and wrinkled; and she walked slowly and deliberately.  Maybe she was 85, maybe 90. But she was a sweetheart.  She was always kind and...

      Ta le of Discovery   Arial fonts are neat and tidy, like me; at the tender size of  28, or 26, on Heading 2; Heading 3 is still bold and brash but.... but when you change the font to A stodgy old Courier New in Size 18-- it doesn't...