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  • The Dementia Talks #21

    THE DEMENTIA TALKS, A BRIDGE TO REALITY:“…And somehow stop this endless fight,Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days…”~~Better Days~~ The Goo Goo Dolls Monday’s Talk 20 revealed a lot of folks I know are rowing their boat on… Continue reading

    The Dementia Talks #21
  • Year 1 ✔️, Year 2 ?

    YEAR 1 ✔️, YEAR 2 ?: So Miss Julie left for her pool’s first summer Saturday this morning. She departed with my traditional farewell of, “see ya’ Labor Day” & decompression arrived as I took my seat on the porch.… Continue reading

    Year 1 ✔️, Year 2 ?
  • Vol. 3, Chronicle 13: Car Line

    MORNING CAR LINE, A RANDOM TUESDAY:“…Don’t let yourself go,‘Cause everybody cries, Everybody hurts sometimes…”“Everybody Hurts”  ~~R.E.M.~~      Powerful lyrics I think about sometimes as I participate in one of the unanticipated joys of my job, morning car line. Every morning,… Continue reading

    Vol. 3, Chronicle 13: Car Line
  • 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

    NOW
  • VOLUME 3, CHRONICLE 11, ARPEGGIO, THE BIRTHDAY EDITION: Music’s broken chord, the arpeggio, occurs when notes normally played simultaneously are played individually. Anyone with someone suffering a physical or mental ailment knows the difficulty of dealing with brokenness of what… 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

    Vol. 3, Chronicle 10
  • Vol. 2 Chronicle 31

    LIFE ADVICE FROM OCTOBER, HOMECOMING 1976:        On the 26th day of October in 1976, it was Homecoming at a little school that now exists only in memories. This past week, as dementia opened another front in its dirty little war… Continue reading

    Vol. 2 Chronicle 31
  • Vol. 2, Chronicle 27

    38 YEARS & 51 WEEKS, WHAT I’VE LEARNED: This past Saturday, exactly one week shy of 39 years, Miss Julie & I attended a wedding in the same gorgeous cathedral where we stated our vows. As I sat with my… Continue reading

    Vol. 2, Chronicle 27
  • Vol. 2 Chronicle 22

    LIBARY (sic) DAZE : My circumstances have led me to the library over the last 3 weeks. The first fortnight, a group project moving a school library from the 1st floor to the 2nd.       As with all group projects,… Continue reading

    Vol. 2 Chronicle 22
  • Vol 2 Chronicle 21

    STORIES FROM THE STEPS, VOLUME 2, CHRONICLE 21, The Helpers, be more like Joe, less like Greg: This morning, as I made my way to Sunday School, I took the pic of the church aisle. At the end of our… Continue reading

    Vol 2 Chronicle 21