Thanksgiving With Dr. Quinn Medicine
Will They Make It Home Alive
The Children Plan A Surprise Dinner,. But Before Dr. Quinn, Sully And
BeforeTheir Friends Can Make It Home, They Become Victims Of A Surprise Ambush.
1994 TV Series Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman
and Indians May 1997 Excerpt From an article on
Seymour is in her element -
she’s got on an acorn-colored suede duster, and she’s standing on a
dirt street in the center of what’s supposed to be
circa 1871. Large, thick leaves are falling from the old trees, strewing
gold and green onto the lanes
of his mountain hamlet as autumn gives way to winter, and
is playing the character that’s made her a Saturday night heroine ….
Dr. Michaela Quinn. Guest star Johnny Cash --- retuning to Dr. Quinn Woman
for his fourth reprisal of retired gunslinger Kid Cole --- is bidding
Michaela goodbye right now. I want to thank you for talking sense to me,
Dr. Mike Says The Man In Black, who is indeed duded up in a long black
duster and black cowboy hat that befit his off-screen legend.
I didn’t say anything you hadn’t already said to yourself. Replies
Behind Cash. There’s a stagecoach with four chestnut horses
harnessed up ready for action. They’re not going anywhere just yet,
however. They’re good picture horses whispers the wrangler. Sometimes,
they’ve got to stand on their mark for hours. With a final look at
Cash tells her, Goodbye don’t necessarily have to be goodbye. You never
know what tomorrow gonna bring. Then he steps up into the coach that will
take him out of town. He seems reluctant to leave
The Invertebrates - Poem
men spend a lifetime in the hope they can devise
chart which will an able man then someday analyze
wretched men who stumble, then somehow cannot arise
pay one man to draw the chart, another to declare
secret signs are in the lines, but do they really care
one is long and one is short and one line is not there
charts or abstract documents that cannot have a soul
cannot tell why this man fell and that one reached his goal
can they tell why some rebel and lose all self-control
think a thousand years from now, as it was long ago
roads will be for all to see, but which way will man go?
he arise toward the skies to reach for some new plateau?
he devise a brave new world, a world thus far unknown?
he plow under all the seeds of greed and hate he sewn?
will he steal the very field he plants his hopes upon?
long as there are two such roads a man can look upon
long as some men linger deep within the twilight zone
weak will always take the road that leads to wall of stone
should be made a stone blockade torn from the prison stone
make a wall across all roads man should not walk upon
let the seeds of bitter weeds grow till that road is gone
those who sit in higher power, those who hold the might
then direct the hordes of men on to the way that’s right
And then the men who draw the charts would also see
– Gordon D. Dillingham