A boy's journey
Bengt Lindvall, his family and some of his friends' stories.
Wednesday, August 15, 2018
Me and the newspapers
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Thinking, reading and aging. I was 9 when I realized that I was a “me”. I could make things better or worse around me, almost at...
Saturday, August 11, 2018
The wrong gun in the wrong hands
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When new in Canada, with very little money we camped a lot. This is when I had my first view of the so reprehensible gun culture of USA....
Friday, July 27, 2018
How I survived being spindled, folded and mutilated.
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Do not spindle, fold or mutilate. These were the famous words printed on every utility bill from the 1940s all the way into the late 80s....
Wednesday, July 18, 2018
Göta Kanal - Sweden
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Rose and I had the most fantastic and satisfactory six-day event when we traversed Sweden from east to the west on Göta Kanal, first built i...
Thursday, July 12, 2018
My taxi driver who shot himself
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The wrong gun. Another event took place for me in Florida. It didn’t end well for my taxi driver, he shot himself. - What? ...
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