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 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 mattress covers I…
Here is how I Did it.
When moving to my current address, I set up my account with a nearby store of a national drugstore chain.
It was a busy store. I would wait in line to give my order, then go back the next day to pick it up.
In my senior home, a waiter comes around with a large basket of fresh-baked rolls each noontime.
I ask him if he has a dark roll, one too long in the oven?
He roots around in the basket with his tongs and produces an overbaked one.
He places it on…
Most Medium writers say their most productive writing time is the first thing morning.
It does not work this way for me. I tried it.
There are too many other attractive and desirable distractions. The morning coffee, the morning newspaper, the TV news. The chatty people. Breakfast.
You can cut…
In a retirement home, you have time to reflect on your life.
My mind went back to a happening of 10 years ago.
While working at the information desk at a community center, a guest saw the Marine Corps ring on my finger.
He said, “They are looking for you.”
My after-lunch walk is sacrosanct.
I walk for thirty minutes every day regardless of the weather.
When I walked, I was stopped by a female resident who said. "Help Fred get to his room."
Fred was sitting at a dinner table in a wheelchair. …