That’s me. The Homicidal Advocate. Oh, you thought I meant that’s me in the pic right there? No. That’s Grampa right there. Doing a... Read More
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… on a new job with an old man
Over the weekend, Grampa had a particularly tough morning. His sleeping has been all turned around for quite some time, and he had been... Read More
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… on flashes of moments
Many of the most emotionally challenging times in my life are, in my mind’s eye, made up of flashes of moments. Sure, when I... Read More
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… on the geriatric investigation service
My new boyfriend carries his comb in his hair. Seriously. And I don’t mean one of those cool combs that looks great in a... Read More
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… on a gift in a storm
Bette Davis was onto something when she said, “Getting old ain’t for sissies.” In addition to struggling to be eighty-six and, well, just being... Read More
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… on raising grampa
That’s First Dinner, with Mac, Sam, and Grampa circa 1998. For a long time, we couldn’t figure out why Mac and Sam never really... Read More
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… on a spring-y delight
Way back last year The first flake fell And just like that Poof! Winter’s spell. First, such beauty A world aglow Sunlight, moonlight cast soft... Read More
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… on examples and lessons
One of the massive benefits of JoHn being the youngest child was that his sisters and brother all had kids before we did, so... Read More
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… on the definition of home
There’s lots of ‘stuff’ going on in Maine right now. At The Inn (ever-ready caveat: It’s not really an Inn, but it was in... Read More
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… on canceling out a rant
Hi. So… When last we spoke, I was pissy-fied about the whole ‘it’s not spring and it’s supposed to be spring!’ thing. And I... Read More
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… on boulders and caves (or not)
There is an old joke about three fools arriving at the gates of Heaven. Because I have a visual, and rather dramatic brain, I... Read More
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… on post traumatic rest in order
Fred and I are resting today, because it’s been a trying week. Well, I don’t want to minimize it. It’s been a trying week... Read More