Life With Hiccups
On a hot summer day in Texas, my fifteen-year-old head buried in a book, as usual, I sat draped over the arms of one of the living room...
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Mar 1344 min
Life With Hiccups - Second Installment
Mexico **** Our next trip was to Mexico. Robert had traveled their many times through the years. We flew in over Mexico City after dark...
Mar 1146 min
Memoir - Third Installment
1959 Pets **** We always had pets. Mother brought a tiny Chihuahua one day, to the children’s delight. She knew I did not want cats or...
Mar 1149 min
More Memoir
The final counselor was a psychiatrist who interviewed us separately and together, examined the tests he had given us and turned to me...
Mar 1032 min
Memoir - 1982
“What do I want to do now,” I asked. The job, still boring, was a very good job. I worked for fair, personable people. I worked at being...
Mar 921 min
Memoir - 1984
We met redhead Betty, a former model, intelligent, up-beat Betty. For the next two years, the four of us met after work once a week at...
Mar 827 min
Memoir
THE BLUE HEELER Early morning silence, Colorado summer morning. Into the Black Forest, The Blue Heeler at my knee. A wise being behind...
Mar 733 min
Memoir 1997
MY FATHER My father was a humble man With simple tastes and loves. I remember when he was handsome and strong, Full of fun, working long....
Mar 631 min
Memoir Continued - 2007
“OH!” I thought. “How long have we known one another? Almost a year already? Share? Like share the expenses? Rent out my condo? I don’t...
Mar 625 min
Memoir - And Then Loss
2014 **** One fall day in 2014 Dick and I decided on another three-day adventure in Taos, NM. We loved that area so much. We drove down...
Nov 29, 20234 min
New Mexico
Alice and I drove down the rutted, rough dirt road that almost wasn’t one in her brand-new Nissan Altima. Falling down barbed wire fences...
Nov 2, 20236 min
We Do Love Our Pets
As my children grew up we always had an outside dog and cats that presented us with litters out back in the big old barn way too often....
Sep 26, 20232 min
Beginning
On a hot summer day in Texas, my fifteen-year-old head buried in a book, as usual, I sat draped over the arms of one of the living room...
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