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JUST DRIVE
I just handed my oldest the keys to the car and sent her out to the market. For a brief moment, she just stood there and looked at me as if uncertain what I meant. “Here’s the key,” I repeated. “Just drive.” I figure she’s had enough of me sitting in the passenger seat… Read more
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EVERYTHING OLD IS NEW AGAIN EXCEPT ME
It was a week of deja vu. Met two different college kids sporting blue hair; one at Starbucks and one at my front door. Well, it sure beats the nose rings. Of course, back in the 60’s, a “blue hair” was any older woman who put a blue rinse on her white hair. Most of my grandmother’s… Read more
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CALL ME. . .BETTY WHITE
“We won’t all get to 88 with cute dimples, a wicked sense of humor and be asked to host SNL. Many of us will be in rocking chair mode, having heated debates over what drug lowers our cholesterol faster, or comparing our latest hip-knee-shoulder replacements. Some of us may not even remember our own names,… Read more
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HERE’S TO INDEPENDENCE!!
“We repeat ourselves generation to generation. We do it in different languages, under different skies and in different times but the pattern doesn’t change. . .Some of us die fighting like those who won our independence. Some of us have no fight at all. Most of us lie somewhere in between.” Read more
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SOWING SEEDS
“Writers are people who talk to themselves on paper. . hoping others will eavesdrop. Words evaporate in conversation, so i write to hold on to the thoughts. But ultimately i write because I hope someone will read it.” Read more
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KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN
“He looked perfectly fine with a nice haircut and everything, only his eyes were closed and he wasn’t breathing. I know because I stood there long enough to be sure of that.” Read more
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GETTING THERE JUST HAPPENS
I pretty much have an answer for everything and even when I don’t, I pretty much come up with something. Every now and then, though, I get thrown. Today, I was at a loss for words not once but twice. A gal in her 80’s asked me what it was like, “to feel that… Read more
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EXTENDED PLAY (EP)
“But I wanted to know WHO wrote that song, so asked that he be pointed out. As the audience began to applaud, I strained to see where he was. There, in the very back row, an older man with white hair shyly put up his hand.” Read more
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