A couple of months ago, I posted a poem that my grandmother had written long ago. It was about children’s handprints on the wall but it was really about so much more. (See October 13, 2020 post.) My grandmother understood heartache and loss and grief. She used to tell me about going to sleep in [...]

It is midnight. I just came in from watching some of the Geminid meteor shower. It rained today, thankfully, and there were light clouds moving about. I sat in a folding camp style chair, slumped back, rested my head on the back rest and looked up at the sky. Slowly, the clouds opened up creating [...]

Hi! Still Trying to Learn to Smile for the Camera...long ways to go, I guess I am in the garage. I am listening to Christmas music, some really cool Christmas music on a SiriusXM channel. Working casually on a little project also. In our laundry room/ mud room, we have some uncovered shelves that constantly [...]

My father never, and I have carefully chosen the word never, complained about a physical ailment and with Parkinson’s disease, he had a lot of them to choose from. One example of his will power: when having his teeth worked on, like being drilled upon for an hour by the dentist, he refused Novocain. Nothing, [...]

I was recently reminded of this quote by Kurt Vonnegut: “When I was 15, I spent a month working on an archeological dig. I was talking to one of the archeologists one day during our lunch break and he asked those kinds of “getting to know you” questions you ask young people: Do you play [...]