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Vol. 3, Chronicle 22: 40
40: One year ago, exactly one week shy of our 39th anniversary, Miss Julie & I attended a wedding in the same gorgeous cathedral where we stated our vows. As I sat with my sons & daughters-in-law behind me &… Continue reading
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Vol. 3, Chronicle 20
THE EVENT, DAY 21 – WHY?Why. It’s a word that checks the box on five parts of speech in its definition of “ for what cause or purpose, or reason. It is a word I met twice this weekend in… Continue reading
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Vol 3. Chronicle 19
BOTH SIDES NOW:Today marks day 18 since “the event”, my stroke. Today, closing in on two years of residency, I visited my mom at her memory care facility. Today was the hardest day since the event, a duplicitous day, being… Continue reading
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Part 2
PART 2, COACHES, WORDS THAT STICK WITH YOU:Two weeks ago, I wrote about the guy on the right, Paul Careathers. Today, it’s the guy on the left hand side’s turn, Doug Moser. I was in the first class Coach Moser… Continue reading
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Vol. 3, Chronicle 17
VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 17, THE STORY STARTED IN 1975:Stress. Two years ago, July 3, 2024 when I posted the 3 section work that follows as Volume 1, Chronicle 28, I had no idea of the stresses that lay in wait… Continue reading
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The Dementia Talks #23
THE DEMENTIA TALKS #23 – SUNDOWN, NO LIPSTICK FOR THE PIG: An old carpenter I used to run into on job sites, used to tell young carpenters when their attempts at cosmetic surgery on crown moulding failed that it appeared… Continue reading
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Vol. 3, Chronicle 16
STORIES FROM THE STEPS, VOLUME 3 CHRONICLE 16 – LISTEN TO YOUR DAD: Dear 3 year old standing by your dad, Last week we shared a birthday. On Father’s Day, I want to share something else. I believe this life… Continue reading
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The Dementia Talks #22
NOTHING:Monday, it was time to take my mom from a pedestrian bridge in our last talk to a church. It was a journey yielding nothing… Over the weekend while following like Jason & the Argonauts a YouTube golden fleece, I… Continue reading
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NOW
VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 12, NOW: There is a scarcity of words. They are heavy, there’s a gravity as I pull them out of my soul trying to say something for Mother’s Day. Earlier this week, I mentioned a friend that… Continue reading
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Vol. 3, Chronicle 10
VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 10: 4 YEARS IN SUNDOWN, NOW & THEN. As I say good morning to another night, I’m struggling with do I need to say something or do I have something to say? John Steinbeck said, “I write… Continue reading









