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The Writer - Over The Years

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French Morroco
March 18, 1953
"All his treaures"
[Thanks, Mom!]
Even in the beginning I didn’t want much but treasured what I had.
 I learned early on that if you didn’t take care of what you have you’d never have anything.

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Harold E. Jandebeur and Barry S. Jandebeur arrive in

"BSJ-49"

Take care of what you have!

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Ogunquit, Maine
Early morning bike rides, often begin around 5:30 A.M. The day is fresh, the mind uncluttered. As I ride along quiet coastal roads, themselves just waking up, the gentle sound of a small wave lapping against rocks, when the ocean is otherwise calm and still, is my pew and the fresh morning my sanctuary.

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VIETNAM
1969
Life’s journey often has detours and distractions.
It wasn’t the best of times, nor was it the worst of times – it was our time.
I followed orders. I was proud to serve and glad to come home

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Is it the journey or the destination?
A tough call when you are standing on top of Mount Katahdin looking out across the Knife Edge and you shiver as the mountain’s breath ripples across your damp back.

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One world of sand, palm trees and Caribbean breezes filtering through  shuttered windows waits while another is edited.