WHY?!!

What happened? Why did it happen? Why did we lose? Doc, I want a second opinion. The facts, madam, just the facts. The weather as a scapegoat. Who did it? What malfunctioned? Why? Why? Why? When, exactly, did he snap? Where was I then at that precise moment? What actually happened on November 22, 1863? Answers, answers, answers, we demand answers!

A plane crashes and after an investigation the public is told all 97 passengers died due to a ruptured hydraulic line. That solves the mystery and everyone except the families can get on with their everyday stuff. Also, everyone in on the know can erase that mind slate and … what? Forget about it! So was anything really learned; what steps were taken to prevent a history of these things happening again and again? Does it matter? Not really. Only being given an answer to why the plane crashed matters. Any answer would have satisfied just as well.

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Escape to the woods, maybe?

As a kid, my father and I took a vacation every summer which we could afford … to my father’s favorite destination: Porchview. Porchview was sitting on our front porch and watching the cars go by, and also included, was doing maintenance work on our house. I remember every summer I painted the concrete floor of the front porch and the wooden side porch floor either gray or deep red. And I held the bottom of the ladder for my father who was up four stories painting the wooden siding of our house. I didn’t have any vacations other than Porchview until many years later.

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