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Firefighter 54 (In Memoriam for the Death of My Sister)

For those who remember Michele, I offer in her memory on this anniversary of her death:   Firefighter 54 by Michael Doyle   ..Firefighter 54, firefighter 54 This is Ashland Fire Department Firefighter 54, Firefighter 54 This is Ashland Fire … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: She Who, Through Divine Grace, Lives the Generous Mystery of Birth, the Sacred Plan of Giving Shape and Consciousness to Clay

“She who, through divine grace, lives the generous mystery of birth, the sacred plan of giving shape and consciousness to clay.” – Andrea Bocelli This song was sung by Andrea Bocelli to honor his mother for giving him birth despite … Continue reading →

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First Principles: Wish Not So Much To Live Long As To Live Well

“Wish not so much to live long as to live well.” – Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard’s Almanack, 1746

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First Principles: Everyone Wants To Live At the Expense of the State. They Forget That the State Lives At the Expense of Everyone

“Everyone wants to live at the expense of the state. They forget that the state lives at the expense of everyone.” – Frederic Bastiat (1801-1850)

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Thought For the Day: My Ambition Is to Live To See All of Physics Reduced To A Formula So Elegant and Simple That It Will Fit Easily On the Front of A Tee-Shirt

“My ambition is to live to see all of physics reduced to a formula so elegant and simple that it will fit easily on the front of a T-shirt.” -Leon Max Lederman, physicist, Nobel laureate (15 Jul 1922-2018)

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Through the Years

Through the Yearsby Michael DoyleSilently in my day to dayI live just as I prayNeeding a miracle some wayKnowing that at least God will stayEvery step grows my walkTaking my soul beyond talkInto the power of my emotionsEvery lesson strengthens … Continue reading →

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And Suddenly…

And Suddenly…by Michael DoyleAnd suddenly, I was the guy on the floorThe pain in my chestToo difficult to ignoreThe daughters stood thereIn frozen frames of timeBeing brave despite their fearWould daddy live to share another rhyme?Dear Lord, don’t let me … Continue reading →

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Na/GloPoWriMo #25 Pieces d’Occasion

Na/GloPoWriMo #25:Pieces d’Occasion by Michael DoyleEvery day has its celebrationWhen approached with fascinationGiven with grace and latitudeGrateful to be alive is not a platitudeIn a world spinning the right directionWith enough intimacy to make connectionTo know my daughters are alive … Continue reading →

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Thought For the Day: After A Shooting Spree, They Always Want To Take the Guns From the People Who Didn’t Do It

“After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn’t do it. I sure as hell wouldn’t want to live in a society where the only people allowed guns are the police and the military.” – … Continue reading →

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Breath Walks Through The Back Door

Breath Walks Through The Back Doorby Michael DoyleMusic is the magic of the tones we findIn leaving our troubled world far behindFeeding our core once and againCan be the breath of the violinAs breath walks through the back doorOpening the … Continue reading →

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