I have a portrait-style photograph of Del Ward near my desk. It was taken during Covid-19 when the hairdresser was unavailable.
It is my favorite because her hair is its natural color. As Del aged, she was concerned her hair would turn gray. It was not gray; it was flaxen…
My 102-year-old sister began acting strange. The normal, articulate senior began mumbling abstract, disjointed sentences.
Her daughter, my niece, was alarmed. Her mother had always been a “with it” kind of person, not given to abstractions.
She packed her off to the hospital in San Francisco.
There, the nurses fed…
I lived in Washington D.C. in the 1950s.
My neighbor was fresh in from New York. His primary sport interest was Dove hunting, which I knew nothing about.
He asked me if I knew any farmers. I said yes, one in nearby Maryland.
“Could you arrange for me to go…
Christmas is for one thing only. To celebrate the birth of Christ.
It has, for a long time, become a commercial venture. A tragic one, negatively affecting thousands of people.
My sons texted me and asked, what did I want for Christmas? I looked up from the television commercial about…
Last year I wrote a brief story about farm life when I knew less than I know now.
I sent it into Medium directly. No publisher. I knew nothing about Medium.
I only knew I wanted to write.
My story was Unlisted. What's this? What did Unlisted mean?
A cranky lady got in my way today.
Little did I know she would solve a problem for me.
During the renovation of our senior home, I gained an excellent copy of Giovanni Paolo Panini’s 1734 painting of Interior of the Pantheon in Rome, Italy.
This soaring dome has wowed…
My good old shoes were wearing out after twenty years of use.
The left heel on one pair was worn down so much I stopped wearing it. I drag that heel a little because of a stroke long ago. The other pair was coming unglued. …
Joy sweeps over me when I contemplate a self-gift is coming. I check the daily mail and wait impatiently for its arrival.
I buy books online from many vendors. They offer new, near new, and various degrees of bent. The more bent, the better the price.
If you are familiar…
When I was 7, I spent the summer with my Aunt Daisy and Uncle Ben in their south Texas home. It was a fun place for a kid. My best buddy was a cousin named Charlie.
We were looking for something to do.
We crawled inside an opening of a…