Going Senile, and Enjoying It
You know, I think I’m getting dementia. Yesterday at the doctor’s office, I read a nurse my poem…
Weekly reflective essays — 800 to 1,200 words — on what it means to remember our shared humanity.
You know, I think I’m getting dementia. Yesterday at the doctor’s office, I read a nurse my poem…
What a moment. Life is lived in moments not in hours or days… It is lived now, with…
I woke at first light and thought, I am never going to write again— But Still….It Begins A…
Here is another Op Ed article that appeared yesterday in the Everett Herald. I will try to put…