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The Willie stories

“Art is the stuff that sticks with you, art is the thing that won’t turn you loose.”Photo by: bilderheldWilliam F.X. O’Connell (aka Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie) is a pen name I adopted a long time ago as a way of making … Continue reading

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Lies all the way down: Ventilating Uncle Willie’s Father’s Day funk.

“Hey, dipshit, if you want to lose your house and lose your family, to see your kids a third of the time if you’re lucky, to watch them spin out of control as they learn to pit the two of … Continue reading

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For Father’s Day, sympathy for the trans-aborted.

“How can you live your authentic reality as a stuffed animal if you can’t be laundered? Are the trans-furry to be forevermore mislabeled as ‘Dry Clean Only’?”A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story June 18, 2015 “So here’s a question for you,” … Continue reading

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Telling long stories about other people’s nightmares — for Father’s Day.

“Every one of those guys knows that this could be his last Father’s Day at home, his last chance to see his kids before they get sideswiped for life by the family court system, his last chance to make believe … Continue reading

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Xavier’s destiny: Fatherhood and the manly art of manliness.

But the main job of being a father is simply being around. I’m not congratulating myself for what I did with Xavier, because I knew it was temporary. He didn’t have a father all of a sudden, he just had … Continue reading

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A father for Christmas.

“If you give your daughter a father she can be proud of, then one day she’ll bring home a son-in-law you can be proud of. And then you’ll know for sure that your grandchildren will have a father to look … Continue reading

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Silent cinema in three quick glances: Emily Brownbangs at the conception of guile.

This is not what my train looks like – unless you’re a toddler.Photo by: Tejvan PettingerA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Sunday, May 8, 2016 – Mother’s Day I want to tell you another train story, but this is a sad … Continue reading

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An infinity of souls.

Miss Chioux. She’s even friendlier in person. A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Sunday, June 20, 2021 – Father’s Day – Rio Nuevo, AZ “Why aren’t you writing?” Josh asked me that, and this is the price you pay for letting people get … Continue reading

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The Grasshopper Rebellion

“Ants or no Ants, life is a lifelong marshmallow test that Grasshoppers routinely fail.” Continue reading

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A Costco family Christmas.

Do you know about Costco? It’s a warehouse-sized store that sells huge quantities of stuff at wholesale prices. There are other companies that exploit the same basic idea. Another big one is Sam’s Club, where the motto is, ‘When mere … Continue reading

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An everyday perfect love.

“If you’re his favorite skateboard, he’s a crystal vase to you, a thing to be treasured forever or shattered in an instant’s rage.”This story first appeared in Sun City, but it’s also collected in Loving Cathleen, a book about building a … Continue reading

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A fast farewell to Greenhurst.

Got Yard Sale?We chapter our marriage in houses. That’s what comes of being in real estate – and being broke a lot. So far, we are Cochise, El Caminito and Greenhurst, the respective street names of our homes. Commencing tomorrow, … Continue reading

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President Biff Tannen in four words: Accidentally like an übermensch.

“What? Me, president?”A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie Story Thursday, January 26, 2017 “So here’s the idea,” said Manny Kant. “It’s the ‘Big’ trope – boy wakes up in adult’s body – but with a twist.” “Seen it, done it, took a … Continue reading

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The true story of Christmas? Joseph didn’t dump the baby and ditch Mary.

It’s Christmas because Joseph knew why fatherhood matters, and why you can’t throw it away – even if that seems easy.Photo by: frankieleonA Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Sunday, December 24, 2017 – Christmas Eve A lot of folks credit the Bible’s … Continue reading

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Blow Hard: How The Meshugonoph Grabbed Festivus.

Blow, Meshuga. Blow.A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Sunday, December 24, 2017 Every Gnome down in Notown craved Marxist hypnosis, but the Meshugonoph – from Doughtown – cried “Misdiagnosis!” He didn’t know better – but he knew better than them, for … Continue reading

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