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Vol. 3, Chronicle 23
8:13 PM, Fall break day 2, Stroke recovery day 37: Woke up satisfied with coffee & a state qualifying XC runner. Messages from the runner’s mom made my efforts, from morning car line fist bumps to teaching to assuming my… Continue reading
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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 21
THE POWER OF WORDS IN SHADES OF GOLD, RED, EBONY, & IVORY:A golden anniversary, a polite way of saying a half century has passed. And here I am, in a golden sunset, reflecting backwards to an overcast Thursday October 7,… 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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World Cup 2026
TAKEAWAYS, THE WORLD CUP WEEKEND I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED: The countries of Cape Verde & Norway, their national soccer teams & each team’s goalkeeper gave me a weekend of World Cup soccer I wasn’t aware I needed. Cape… 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 15
SAND & DAD, A MEMORIAL DAY STORY: I got this vial of sand from one of the many wonderful educators that I am privileged to work alongside. She got the sand from a beach in France once codenamed Omaha. My… Continue reading
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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
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The Dementia Talks #19
Alzheimer’s, dementia, or any other alias this mind robber uses is difficult to navigate & I often question my choice to expose my family’s fight. One of my son’s football coach’s best summed it up with his catchphrase, “…that was… 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
