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 Raymond Carver's Profile |
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My life is going to change. I feel it. |
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| Age: | 69 years old |
| Sex: | Male |
| Location: | Port Angeles, WASHINGTON |
| Country: |  United States |
| Zodiac: |  Gemini (May 21 - Jun 20) |
| Last Login: | Apr 18, 2008 (589 days back) |
About Me |
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| A car passes outside with its lights on. The sky is turning gray, and I hear some birds starting up. I decide I can't wait any longer. I can't just sit here, doing nothing--that's all there is to it. I go outside to the garage and find the rake and some lawn bags. By the time I get around to the front of the house with the rake, ready to begin, I feel I don't have a choice in the matter any longer. It's light out--light enough at any rate for what I have to do. And then, without thinking about it any more, I start to rake. I rake our yard, every inch of it. It's important it be done right, too. I set the rake right down into the turf and pull hard. Now and then a car passes in the street and slows, but I don't look up from my work. I know what the people in the cars must be thinking, but they're dead wrong--they don't know the half of it. I'm happy, raking. I finish our yard and put the bag out next to the curb. Then I begin next door on the Baxters' yard. In a few minutes Mrs. Baxter comes out on her porch, wearing her bathrobe. I don't acknowledge her. I'm not embarrassed, and I don't want to appear unfriendly. I just want to keep on with what I'm doing. She doesn't say anything for awhile, and then she says, "Good morning, Mr. Hughes. How are you this morning?" I stop what I'm doing and run my arm across my forehead. "I'll be through in a little while," I say. "I hope you don't mind." "We don't mind," Mrs. Baxter says. "Go right ahead, I guess." I see Mr. Baxter standing in the doorway behind her. He's already dressed for work in his slacks and sports coat and tie. But he doesn't venture out onto the porch. Then Mrs. Baxter turns and looks at Mr. Baxter, who shrugs. It's okay, I'm finished here anyway. There are other yards, more important yards for that matter. I kneel, and, taking a grip low down on the rake handle, I pull the last of the leaves into my bag and tie off the top. I can't help it, I just stay there, kneeling on the grass with the rake in my hand. When I look up, I see the Baxters come down the porch steps together and move slowly toward me through the wet, sweet-smelling grass. They stop a few feet away and look at me closely. "There now," I hear Mrs. Baxter say. She's still in her robe and slippers. "You did a real fine job for us, yes, you did." | |
My Interests |
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Movies:I called out, "She's no good, boy. I could tell that the minute I saw her. Why don't you forget her? Why don't you go to work and forget her? What have you got against work? It was work, day and night, work that gave me oblivion when I was in your shoes and there was a war on where I was..." |
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My Background and Lifestyle |
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| MaritalStatus: | Married |
| SexualOrientation: | Straight |
| Hometown: | Yakima WA |
| Smoker: | Yes |
| Drinker: | No |
| Children: | I don't want kids |
| Education: | Post grad |
| Occupation: | Writer |
| Income: | $250,000 and Higher |
My Blog |
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What We Talk About When We Talk About Raymond Carver |
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| I woke up in the hospital. I didn't remember much beyond that I kept asking for gin and they gave it to me and I drank it. They told me I had been throwing up my biles in the hospital lobb... Posted by Raymond Carver on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 02:49:00 PST |
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My Death |
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If I'm lucky, I'll be wired every whichwayin a hospital bed. Tubes running intomy nose. But try not to be scared of me, friends!I'm telling you right now that this is okay.It's little enough to... Posted by Raymond Carver on Thu, 10 Nov 2005 09:06:00 PST |
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My Friends |
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