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Carl Ficks

Reflections

Big Announcement!

I re-named it. My bike. It’s called the “Montrealer” now.  Amtrak once operated a train called the “Montrealer.” It ran from Washington, DC to Montreal, and during each trip it rolled through the little town of Berlin, CT, a place where I spent many formative… Read More »Big Announcement!

Because Of The Brave

Biannual. Defined as occurring twice a year.  The June and December solstices.  The beginning and end of daylight savings time.  Trips to the dentist. Replacing the batteries in our smoke detectors. Thanking our veterans for their service.  Wait, what? Veteran. Defined as a person who has served… Read More »Because Of The Brave

It’s Never Too Late

Jimmy Buffett once sang “We all got ’em, we all want ’em. What do we do with ’em?” Although he was talking about relationships, the same could be said about goals.  Many people have goals, and many people want goals. The problem with goals, particularly… Read More »It’s Never Too Late

Perpetual Motion

George Sheehan was a cardiologist, a prolific runner and an accomplished author. He once said that “not to yield says it all. The enduring, the surviving, does not stop with age. We may even grow more skillful at it as the years pass. So do… Read More »Perpetual Motion

A Thule And A Hearse

“You’ll never amount to anything – you’re all a bunch of dead end kids.” Or so said the mother of a friend many years ago when, during our weekly Friday night high school poker game, we apparently aggravated her. And so began the legacy of… Read More »A Thule And A Hearse

He Had My Six

A hot summer night. A darkened car wash.  Two members of a local gang, engaged in a drug buy.  Two members of the local police force, working in plainclothes as part of an initiative to combat street level crime.  Not a good mix.  When the… Read More »He Had My Six