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How Smells Have Rekindled a Memory

Since I was a young boy, I can remember the intoxicating smell of lilacs in my grandparents' back yard. Grandpa would cultivate the plants in the sandy soil of the Sunset District of San Francisco and Grandma would always say that lilacs were her favorite flowers. Her...

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To Be Of Use

I received this beautiful poem written by Marge Piercy and read by Mr George Rose of Willard Junior High School in Berkeley California, some time in early May 2012. To be of use by Marge Piercy The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in...

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Where Have All The Painters Gone?

A wise painter, Wayne Mayo once told me, " My job, as a painter, is to make YOUR work look great!"  This "Mayo Credo" is so true that I can't emphasize it enough. Any painter that thinks otherwise is in the wrong business. I refuse to let a homeowner give me anything...

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I’m Just Looking For The Pony

As promised in an earlier BLOG about building a cathedral, I am sharing another insight into who I am, and what I am all about. As a glass is half full kind of guy, I often blurt, "There has got to be a pony in here somewhere" Here I lose people, because this fable is...

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