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About Author Richard P. Nixon

Fled Libya in wake of '67 Six Day War. "Uncle Mo" eventually seized power - two years later on my birthday. Grew up mostly American, with some "old world" quirks. Have been writing since around 1994, but didn't really start writing until 2008. Between 1976 and 1983 spent my time between boarding school (Ireland, Northern Ireland and England) and Alaska (until 1978) and then Saudi Arabia. Came back to the States in '83 and have been in Arizona since '95. Have a nice day. ;)

Autoguide Output

I have the autoguider working. I had to disassemble my mount and retune the DEC axis to smooth it out and remove “backlash” in the gears, but that was not a big deal. The big challenge I’m facing now is … Continue reading

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Get By With a Little Help

I’ve long been fascinated with the night sky, the planets, the galaxies, the possibility of alien worlds out there. And, yes, I confess, I also have an interest in the possibility that UFO’s do exist. Oh, I’m not a tin-foil … Continue reading

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Focus

              I’ve been interested in amateur astronomy ever since I was a kid and looked through my brother’s department store refractor and thought I was looking at some cool black-speckled planet. I didn’t know … Continue reading

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Making Changes

Someone told me once to never let on that you’re in trouble. Always smile no matter the pain, no matter the challenge. That, supposedly, sends a message of confidence and strength to others, and they will rally around you and … Continue reading

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That’s About Right

The hardest part is trying to explain this to folks. 😉 http://www.buzzfeed.com/autmnjones/signs-you-were-an-international-school-kid-grak

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Halloween 2013

My son Matthew asked if he could go trick or treating with his friend who lives nearly an hour away. It was a school night and Mom wasn’t going to get home until the time he’d really have to leave, … Continue reading

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Culinary Classics or: Have a Nice Day

I even sampled pork rinds and decided I didn’t care much for them, but I drew the line at pickled eggs and brined pigs feet floating cut in half in clear jars by the register of every gas station and … Continue reading

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No One Is Infinitesimally Small

A recent post on Facebook led me to a blog by one Kate Bartolotta who reminded me that cheesy inspirational quips from self-proclaimed authorities are meant to draw an audience. Many profess their goal is to change the world, but … Continue reading

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On Nailing Things

Yesterday I nailed the opening bookend. Okay so I drove the nail through my hand into the wall instead of the table I was working on, but that happens sometimes with writing. I’m making no assumptions on how the closing … Continue reading

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Closing Lines from the Opening Bookend (rough draft)

“Do you not like Uncle Roger?” My youngest says, head cocked, her expression razor serious. How to answer that? When I was growing up in Maryland and Alaska I was just a normal happy kid really no different from all … Continue reading

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