Tag Archives: Don Curto

Detritus, and poetry

by Don Curto Often when I am working on a column, or some other piece of prose a line or two of what I might call fun appears on my computer screen, almost unasked for. This week’s example: “I’ll weigh in on my way out.” Or “which way do you think the medical problems will […]

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A Marine Santa gives gifts to Chinese kids in Tientsin, 1945. Marines still play this role, around the world wherever there are Marines…and kids.

Christmas in 1945 distant from today

by Don Curto In the beginning, there was the winter of 1945. The War was ended. Peace looked like a possibility, if not a probability. This is a sketch, a short story about my trip from Guam, just a few degrees above the equator, to North China, a long way from the equator, home to […]

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by Don Curto Coming to the end of things… stories, movies, novels, recipes, games, prayers, life…. especially life, requires a difficult transition. In fact, very few activities have a true end. Very few of them will walk up to you, grab you by the scruff of the neck or the scrotum, pull your head down […]

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Holding hands with ghosts

By: Don Curto The holiday season has begun. Some local stores are leapfrogging over Thanksgiving and plopping right into Christmas. But it is a mistake to slide over Thanksgiving. Before the turkey is carved, before the oyster stuffing gets its gravy, before the baked potato is squeezed, massaged and gently broken in half as my grandfather […]

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Depredations of the Summer Harvest Gang and other mostly true stories

By: Don Curto There usually were four of us, but once in a while, parents got in the way and our gang was reduced to three or even two. Two members of the gang were eleven years old and two were twelve. For at least one year, we were—without challenge—the most successful, quiet, criminal operation […]

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Autumn Glory

By: Don Curto Once again, summer has ended. In our region, this one was strange, indeed. There was not enough heat for the whole season to provide really good growing conditions. Tomatoes were mostly quite poor, though at season’s end, I did find some that are more than acceptable. Almost got my fill of tomato and […]

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About time, tomatoes and watermelon

by Don Curto Life and time are not all about me, of course, but I will use my birth date of August 16, 1923 as a starting point for this column. Birthdays bring on reflections. In my experience and judgment, very little of the “old days” were times as good as today. About the only […]

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The best breakfast ever

by Don Curto Breakfast. Pronounced “breck-fist.” This meal was truly, for most of us, a “break the fast,” as an early supper could be 5:30 p.m. in the dark days of winter and the first morning food, even on a school day, might be as late as 7:00 a.m. This fourteen-hour period certainly classifies as […]

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Words of descriptive elegance

by Don Curto It is true there are occasions when a picture is worth a thousand words. However, there are writers who are so good that no one picture could possibly capture the world portrayed by their words. Such a writer was Elizabeth David, the first great modern food and travel writer who brought French […]

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Lycopersicon exculentum

by Don Curto At the considerable risk of being inconsiderate of your knowledge of Latin botanical terms for common items, I will remind you that the title of this piece, lycopersicon esculentum is the name for the common tomato. And, one of the problems with today’s tomato is that it is too common. The first […]

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Recipe Exploration

by Don Curto On a recent morning, I went exploring in my refrigerator and discovered a container of greens with a mixture not usually seen prepared for the customer—fresh baby spinach and arugula. In the past, I have had to buy them separately and hand mix for a salad combination I like very much. I […]

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On making choices…

 by Don Curto Harrison Salisbury, author and late New York Times reporter said: if a reporter is not “a disturber of the peace” he should go into cost accounting…a rule not often suggested these days but one with which I am in full agreement. So, look ahead here for some “disturbing of the peace.” On […]

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Eating well with little money

by Jacquelyn Hargis This month’s column has been written by Jacquelyn Hargis of Munising. Jackie is one of the area’s finest cooks, mostly in the French manner. She studied some years ago at Cordon Bleu in Paris, and I tasted the results many times. When the Hargis family was starting out with five kids, not […]

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Marquette’s first hospice

by Don Curto Jon Magnuson’s piece, in this publication’s December 2008 issue, on work being done by today’s hospice workers leads me to write some of my memories of what well may have been Marquette’s first hospice—the care provided to my late wife Joan. Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave Gently they […]

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In the New Year: A brief lament and hope for Hope

by Don Curto I recently calculated I have been alive for twenty-three presidential elections and voted in seventeen of them…from Roosevelt in 1944 to Obama in 2008. You would be right to guess that all of my votes were cast for Democrats. There are two important reasons for this: one, my father would have been […]

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