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Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     Sure, I’m Ignorant and Will Always Be   Criticism from afar can cut just as deeply as in-your-face histrionics, complete with sputum and the bulging eyes of the critic.  But being called ignorant was never a huge insult for...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     What Do You See?   Many chronicles of late have begun with ideas developed in dreams and later polished on paper. A few chronicles like this one begin with a picture and must be probed to reveal the story...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek    Let’s Go Shake the Mango Tree, the Cherry Tree, and the Apple Trees   Many chronicles of late have been enticed and extracted from dreams and polished up on paper before deciding where the latest one belongs:  in the legacy...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     Leaving An Khe     The 3:10am start on this chronicle was kick-started by last night’s dream that filled in a small piece of an unsolved puzzle.  But the added clarity that dreams sometime provide left open an important...

On the road...again!Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     Adventures by the Numbers   The time has come whereby adventure stories of the past will sport a new look.  A small change but a modern update will be made in the way their locales will be...

  Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     Tags and Related Posts   If you have any interest in attracting readers to the subject matter in any of your posts, you may want to inspect and review your use of tags, as part and parcel of...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     The A-Frame   In recent years the branch of agricultural science known as agroforestry has become more popular around the world. The appeal of agroforestry is more pronounced in Third World countries where family farms and subsistence agriculture are...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     The Scariest Things Random thoughts of Africa came in a dream last night, so the Footloose Forester decided to stitch a few of them together in a chronicle that might be labeled The Scariest Things.  First and foremost, of...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek    The Parody Defense   Only once in a while does the forgotten, third-rate would-be crafter of parody who calls himself the Footloose Forester get a response to his missives. He would prefer kudos but, alas, when the infrequent responses come,...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     Sophistry as a Conman’s Burglar Tool   As much as I dislike lies, exaggerations, and fanciful tales that morph into urban legends, the people who use them on a regular basis and know that they work on a fair...

On the road…again!!!Afghanistan to ZambiaChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek   Dr. Ben Stout Was My Kind of Guy It is true that having a receptive mood is one of the conditions that is required for the Footloose Forester to even draft a chronicle.  If something inside him says, "this...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek   Smoking or Non-Smoking? Many moons have risen and set since the last time that the Footloose Forester was in the mood to write a chronicle that belongs in the Humor genre, with an unstated theme of “you just can’t make...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek   The Horrors of War   Many military men and women who return from war are reluctant to talk about it but there have been enough stories and brief flashes of graphic descriptions that have leaked out or escaped from their...

  On the road…again!!!Afghanistan to ZambiaChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     Circuit Rider   The flashes of memory that have heretofore been confined to the Chronicles of a Footloose Forester are getting pretty hard to handle as potentially interesting stories.  This one is quite tentative because the Footloose...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek    Back to Tan Son Nhut, in a Dream   Another dream, another chronicle eeked out about those unforgettable years during the Viet Nam War.  The ten days that Footloose Forester spent sleeping under his desk at Tan Son Nhut never...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek   We Have Flea Markets, Viet Nam Had Black Markets   Sometimes when we are looking for something we might like to have in our homes or workshop, we venture out to the flea market to see what they have.  Of...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek    Pozzolana   Essays of the dream-induced variety are the hardest to compose, perhaps why the hours of fitful sleep are so often interjected with bits of reverie. Call them scraps, figments, bits, or vague ideas but there are enough to...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek    Cortana and Artificial Intelligence Corresponding with others through computer-based social media should be easier these days, thanks to artificial intelligence aids like text and voice personal digital assistants named Siri [Apple], Alexa [Amazon], and Cortana [Microsoft].  Ask them a question...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek     Charlie Was Hit With Machine Gun Fire   Charlie was happy to show you his busted arm and the .50 caliber slug from that machine gun that left him with a permanent scar.  He was also happy to show...

Essays, Stories, Adventures, DreamsChronicles of a Footloose ForesterBy Dick Pellek   Self-effacement Isn’t Weakness (For a kid who thinks he can)   If you think you are beaten, you are; If you think you dare not, you don't. If you'd like to win, but think you can't It's almost a cinch...