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dirtbag

Posted on December 11, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 11, 2015

I once mentioned to a friend that what I liked about climbing was the lifestyle. I think that he thought that was kind of funny. I drop “honesty bombs” every once and a while….most of the time without thinking about … Continue reading →

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Doug….

Posted on December 10, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 10, 2015

Doug Tompkins….co-founder of the North Face company….died in a kayaking accident on Tuesday in Chile. He was with his friends, Yvon Chouinard and Rick Ridgeway…..Lorenzo Alvarez….when his boat capsized in heavy winds on Lago General Carrera, on the Chilean-Argentine border. He was … Continue reading →

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trust to love

Posted on December 9, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 9, 2015

I hope that my children trust that I love them. I was thinking about that on the mail route….thinking about “conditions”….thinking about all the reasons that parents become estranged from their children….or present a face to their children that makes … Continue reading →

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up on the roof

Posted on December 8, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 8, 2015

Our chimney is leaking. It’s not raining now, but when it’s raining, it leaks some. That’s a drag….when I’m home and it’s light outside and I’m thinking about the problem, it’s raining and too wet to get up on the … Continue reading →

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Late to Bed, Early to Rise….

Posted on December 7, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 7, 2015

OK….here’s the thing about my life: I help Nate get to sleep….and part of that is that after we’ve said our prayers, I usually (always) fall asleep with him. Then, I wake up an hour or two later…so that I … Continue reading →

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scared to dream

Posted on December 6, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 6, 2015

Sparrow starts the night in her little bed….and, often, sometime during the night, pads over and crawls into bed with us. Her bed is in our room….so the walk for her isn’t long. Most nights I hear her laughing in … Continue reading →

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Partying With The Batman

Posted on December 5, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 5, 2015

My youngest son went to a superhero themed birthday party today and he was the only one wearing a mask. The invitation said to come as your “best alter-ego”…but when we pulled up with a mask and cape, no one … Continue reading →

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the big speed-up

Posted on December 4, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 4, 2015

I woke up early this morning….thinking that I hadn’t thanked my son for making some good chili. That wasn’t my first thought….but it was the thought that I eventually rested on. Then, I started thinking about time. Chili was easier … Continue reading →

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it’s a click, it’s a whirrrrr….it’s a flapping metal sound….IT’S MY MAIL JEEP!!!

Posted on December 3, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 3, 2015

Knowing all the sounds my Mail Jeep makes doesn’t get me any closer to knowing the reasons for the sounds. Sometimes, I turn down the radio just to listen to a new sound. Lately, it’s been kind of a metallic … Continue reading →

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rain.

Posted on December 2, 2015 by Peter RorvigDecember 2, 2015

Driving the mail Jeep around in the rain, loaded to the top/gills with packages, loaded so tall and so full that there was barely enough room left for me to wedge myself behind the wheel and drive away from the … Continue reading →

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