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Frank Cotolo
September 12, 2019 |
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May 2 - There was a pony on my porch this morning. It was white and it just stood there
like it was supposed to be there, like it was delivered for me to own and care for and love. At
least that’s how I felt until a man drove up in a large car with a trailer and escorted the pony
into the back of the trailer. The man smiled when he got back into the car and drove away with
the pony. That's when I knew it was not my pony.
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June 17 - I wanted to celebrate D-Day today, not on the anniversary date early in June.
However, no one wanted to come with me to the nearest beach and run from the ocean onto the sand,
recreating the landing in France by allied soldiers.
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Nov. 4 - Ermaline called me this evening. She was incoherent, making sounds like a broken
bicycle and then she began to cry just before she hung up the phone.
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That was the end of a day filled with strange scenes. One other had to do with a pork chop and a
kitten that refused to jump over it. Another included a neighbor in my apartment complex begging
me to teach him to sing like the late Glen Campbell.
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April 24 - I am in love again.
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