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Short message from “Now”

I can hear the collective groans thinking that this will be yet another post about my childhood. I will give it a rest for a while. Truly this is not easy to re-hash events from my youth again. At least you can skip the entries that are of no interest. I have to relive notContinue reading “Short message from “Now””

Kindergarten

(I promise I will not tell about every year. . . ) At some point, I had to go to school. It seems I remember watching my brother and sister getting ready for school in the past, so it was just accepted that this was the next stage of my life. I walked with them.Continue reading “Kindergarten”

Early memories and clever hints of future events

My mom did not drive, so she had to walk to the grocery store, and carry back the bags of groceries. Since I was the youngest, and not in school yet, she brought me along. I rode in a wagon alone on the way over. On the way back, I had the company of aContinue reading “Early memories and clever hints of future events”

A job not wanted, revisited- Part two

Sunday, May 24, 2020 I woke up that morning and turned to face her as usual. She was wide awake. “I didn’t want to wake you up, but I haven’t slept all night. I need you to take me to the hospital. Now . . .” If you knew my wife, you would know thatContinue reading “A job not wanted, revisited- Part two”

A job not wanted, revisited- Part one

Sunday, May 24, 2020 I have put writing this post off long enough. In early 2013 my wife had successfully finished her last round of chemotherapy for Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia. We were told that she should not worry about CLL even though her mother had died from this. No, we were told that CLL wouldContinue reading “A job not wanted, revisited- Part one”

Not a job wanted

The alarm clock is beeping. You were right, this month it really is darker than last. The reason for the alarm waking us up so early one week each month is never far from either of us. Particularly for you. It is time to start the next cycle. We dress, do a quick breakfast, andContinue reading “Not a job wanted”

Getting older . . .

I will be the first to admit this. I am getting old. I see it and feel it every day. This is not so bad really. I know it is inevitable and irreversible. I appear older than I actually am chronologically. Thinking back, this has always been the case. My voice deepened earlier than mostContinue reading “Getting older . . .”

Earliest Memories

The earliest event that I am pretty sure I remember happening in my own life, is when I would have been around 4 years old. I remember being taken out of our house, and being put into a boat. The water around us was brown. The boat was yellow with a black trim. I couldContinue reading “Earliest Memories”

Who I am and where I came from

If you do an internet search on my name, you will get many returns of various listings for people who share the name with me. Some may even be related to me. There is an actor, a writer, a photographer, a painter, an equestrian specialist, a bass player for a jazz quintet: and many others,Continue reading “Who I am and where I came from”