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Gone
[photo courtesy of Kelly] I’ve been mulling over in my mind the past several weeks wondering if I could crystallize my many thoughts into one fine black point. The little voice inside my head just...
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Just like Chaplin
Some thoughts from many years ago (2006) Seems like yesterday . . . We had my father over for Easter dinner on Sunday. My sister wanted to pick him up and bring him over; something I believe she had...
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Under the Bluebell Tree
There are several things I do know about my nocturnal comings and goings. I dream in vivid color, for one thing. Not just fundamental colors either. My synapses and neurotransmitters treat me to a 4th...
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Reminder
I opened my Yahoo this morning and had a ‘birthday’ alert. I have many so it’s no surprise when they appear. I thought, “Who has a birthday next week?” I opened the email and frowned a bit. It would...
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Without Dad
It amazes me the distance that disease can create between people and families. Alzheimer’s takes everything you once knew about someone and throws it in a closet, locking the door, throwing away the...
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Eighty-one
I continue to remember the day you were born. 5.23.1929 As always, in my mind we are playing catch in the backyard with grass that was green as emeralds. A juicy hot dog with lots of mustard from...
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Over the years, I have felt a connection with several Bruce Hornsby songs. Fields of Grey, [don't watch the video but listen to the song!] reminds me of my daughter Sarah and my intense feelings of...
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you and me
As life chugs steadily along it never ceases to amaze me how many small pieces of our lives get shoved away like so many broken summer fans, once treasured baseball cards and small gifts and such...
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Dear Mom and Dad . . .
Dear Mom and Dad, For every memory lost, every heart broken wide open, every tear shed, every life forever changed, every second chance missed, there was always that white light of hope, a...
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When tomorrow comes
I read a post on Facebook from a ‘friend’ tonight. I have no idea if he wrote it or found it on the interwebz. That said, it moved me to tears reminding me of my Mom and Dad’s struggle with...
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She’s leaving home
Life is complicated. As a parent, it’s even more so having children. Pamela and I were blessed with three gorgeous, thoughtful, creative and extremely intelligent girls. When one leaves the nest it’s...
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