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 "IF LIBRARIES WERE OPEN
AS LATE AS BARS,
WE'D BE DRUNK ON LEARNING"
---J Bourke
Rockaway Park Connections
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Dateline: 6/01/00 11:50:59 PM EDT, Rockaway Park NY, The Home of Philosophy
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Welcome to 11694 Fullosia Press on Line.
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Thomas McDade


Thomas McDade from Conneticut
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The Rockaway Park Philosophical Society was formed in 1971 by three friends the Dean, the Lord Baron, and the Mentor, with the purpose of encouraging the spead of uselful ideas. In 1977 the Society was incorporated and added its Lord Presidentwhom, the society declared, restored to the family's Sommersett titles forfeit in the reign of Edward VI.

The Society recognizes no titles of distiction save its own.

The Society actively promotes American culture sponcering its own School of National Philosophy to expound the Fullosia the summation of true knowledge and urges adoption of a national tongue, to wag in the forums of the world.

The Society as it did in its infancy promotes exchange of ideas in its undertaking to espablish the union of true intellects who have awakened from the superficial placidity of the politically correct world.

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Thomas McDade

Subj: Conneticut
Thomas McDade
PO Box 64
Monroe CT 06468

The Dean wrote:

> dear Tom:
> >
Thank you for your submission. Future submissions must be made by E mail and provide return E-mail address...Don't have one ask a grade school student how to get one. > FULLOSIA PRESS is only available on line,,,,
>
> I'll send you the link on publication,,,,
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Thomas Mc Dade

Conneticut

Thomas Michael McDade Monroe, CT

BREAD & FISHES

With no basket on my bike,
I don’t know how I got the day-old
bread back to the project.
And there were no plastic
bags that tote the world today.
I had a knapsack
but the Bond, Tip-Top
or Harvest loaves
would never have fit.
I recall the odds were
against finding raisin.
Some kids used
stale bread for sunfish
bait at the pond by
the Slater Park
bandstand.
Bread, new or old,
wouldn’t have worked
in the Ten Mile River
where I fished.
I needed the worms
I got free, sandwiched
in slimy leaves
near the cemetery.
I could drop them in my
handlebars angled
just right if I had to.

GLINTS

Five hundred
dollars buys
a border crossing.
Nineteen takers
feel the boxcars
roll to a stop
like the beat
up autos they
should have spent
their money on -
with doors
that would
unlock at least
or not lock at all
. The dying
engine noise
deserting them
seems to suck
their air
out of a hole
in the floor.
It’s big enough
for a joke
about a lemon
used car you drag
your foot along
the road to stop.
That breach
is a breath
to fight for
in the lethal heat
and the gravel
neatly spread
between the railroad
ties glints like Ford
and Chevy keys.
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