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From: "Paul L. Tripp" <>
Subject: [APG] Blaze now brighter for Tripp
Date: Tue, 7 Mar 2000 15:52:50 -0700


Hi


YIKES! THERE AIN’T NO BLAZED TRAILS IN MOTOWN.

Earlier today, you guys,
All you guys.
You taught me a thing,
Or two.

I asked you all,
Why trees had blazes.
I shudda knowed.
‘Cuz you did.

You told me why,
You told me good.
You told me more,
Than I wanted to hear.

You said mebby I wasn't a boy scout.
Mebby I wuz . . . , mebby I wasn’t.

Think I'm a citty-boy?
Mebby I am . . . , mebby I ain’t.

You got me, you got me, good.
I've tramped the woods of Michigan;
But, I’m not total-dumbwood.
I saw the chop marks.

But, I admit,
I figured some graffitti guy,
>From Motown,
Earlier came by, with his axe.

Never knew they wuz a trail.
So now youse guys telled me,
A blaze is a trail,
Is the way home . . .

Your emails blazed on my tail,
Brightened my face.
Light, they brightened my trail,
Even tho’ a shadow might better have covered razzed face.

So, What the Blazes?
What the axe marks?
All I've got to say,
Is thanks.

And, to confess, in scouts, I made 2nd class,
But, remember, that was in Motown,
Where all I did was play dodge-ball,
In that old school gym.

Yikes!

Warm regards,

Paul Tripp

Explanation: Tripp sent an earlier email asking what "following the blaze
on the trees" meant.
Tripp got a flurry of quick answers testifying a city boy ain't so smart as
his mother thinks.

Tripp's column which will talk about Reuben Crandall who was "following the
blaze on the trees" will be published this coming Saturday at
http://www.ancestryfinders.com/currentcolumn.htm

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