Campbie™

Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.

This is a very old photo of Deborah. Hasn't changed a bit. We had dinner tonight and it was wondrous. Reminiscent of Sunday dinners circa 1955 at 3637 The Boulevard ( Grandma Hogg's house). One big difference. great conversation. Thanks to the three of youse. and so to PBS campbell

211th Chorus The wheel of the quivering meat conception Turns in the void expelling human beings, Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nits, Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan Racinghorses, poxy bucolic pigtics, Horrible unnameable lice of vultures, Murderous attacking dog-armies Of Africa, Rhinos roaming in the jungle, Vast boars and huge gigantic bull Elephants, rams, eagles, condors, Pones and Porcupines and Pills— All the endless conception of living beings Gnashing everywhere in Consciousness Throughout the ten directions of space Occupying all the quarters in and out, From supermicroscopic no-bug To huge Galaxy Lightyear Bowell Illuminating the sky of one Mind— Poor! I wish I was free Of the slaving meat wheel and safe in heaven dead

Just wanted to put up this picture. Me an' Ol' weird Bill passed thru here about 33 years ago. Anyone read this ? Crikey - four days away from 40th anniversary of 'Ti Jean dyin' eating tinned tuna in Fla while watching Galloping Gourmet. Some years ago kate wondered what was being cooked. we go on- call or write campbie

He was part of my youth going back 50 years to a show called Twentieth Century brought to us by Prudential and that big old rock. Saw Him about 10 years ago on Martha's Vineyard as he sailed past Edgartown wedding I was at. same age as my father. Roll On Mr Cronkite, That's the way it is.